La Atardecita

How far away you are again
Oh! where is your voice.
In the passing of the days
Sometimes I think you'll come back,
I keep saying your name
The pain of dusk hurts me.

The road takes me back
Oh! the flower of love.
Burning on my chest
It reminds me of you like a song,
It cries for you in my eyes
The evening that is born in your heart.

Oh! stream that knows how to speak
Little dove that flies in the air
Tell her, just that
How hurt I call her again
I want to sing in the night
The zamba that one day you'll have to cry.

Lonely, I think of you again
Pure jasmine light.
When nostalgia comes
The autumnal shadow of you releases the sky
Just for loving you
Sometimes while walking I feel like singing.
I know sadly that you always leave
Oh! the pain of waiting.
The sorrow of the lover
That alone grows back in me
In my mouth your memory
By singing it so much it turns into honey.
Oh! stream that knows how to speak...