Pueblito Viejo
Soraya
Old Little Town
Beloved little moon, hanging from the sky
Like a little lantern, placed by my God
To illuminate the silent nights
Of this old little town in my heart
Town of my sorrows, of small houses
Through your quiet streets, my youth ran
Where I learned to love, for the first time
And you never taught me what ingratitude is
Today as I return to your lands, bringing my songs
And with a soul sick from so much suffering
I want, old little town, to die here on your soil
Under the light of the sky that once saw me born
Town of my sorrows, of small houses
Through your quiet streets, my youth ran
Where I learned to love, for the first time
And you never taught me what ingratitude is
Today as I return to your lands, bringing my songs
And with a soul sick from so much suffering
I want, old little town, to die here on your soil
Under the light of the sky that once saw me born
