La Tapera (Milonga)

A little pile of straw
Broken mud walls
And the edge of an old well
Is all that's left here

Overall, for an abandoned house
I ain't gonna start crying
There are so many forgotten ones
What does it matter if there's one more

A little pile of straw
That I'll never be able to forget
It almost seems unreal
That this makes me tear up

My childhood and my poor parents
Where I loved for the first time
If you hold so many memories
How could I forget you, abandoned house!