La Tres Marias

But how beautiful my three Marys
Take them, but take care of them, go

Crying for love is cowardice, loving you more is madness
Love never pays as it should
That's why I cry like a child
Next to the memory of a love, my life full of tears
I know I feel illusions
My soul breathes through the wound
Seeing my beautiful 3 Marys
For them, even if they repay poorly

When one searches and doesn't find
The lover flees from his beloved
Crying cowardly, so that another may laugh
It's the whim of this world
But it doesn't matter to be a coward
Laughter and tears in life
Are the comfort for every man
And even the dead in their tombs
Would let out a sigh
Seeing my beautiful 3 Marys

When one searches and doesn't find
The lover flees from his beloved
Crying cowardly
So that another may laugh
It's the whim of this world
But it doesn't matter to be a coward
Laughter and tears in life
Are the comfort for every man
And even the dead in their tombs
Would let out a sigh seeing my beautiful 3 Marys