Mala Junta

Because of your bad company, you got lost, girl
And your disappearance causes us tears, sorrow!...
They have talked to you about a cheerful life
And in the end... you have forgotten
About your old folks and my love!...
In the crazy fever of false glories
Your divine, snowy wings burned!...
In your desire for luxuries and orgies
You covered with agonies
My life and your home!...

You were the angel of my bohemian hours,
The good of my hope,
Sweet charming dream;
And I can't suppress my neurasthenia
When I think of the change
In your cruel love!...

(Recited)
Poor me... Carrying my heavy cross
I have to walk rolling on my dark path;
Without the warmth of that bright light
That your gaze scattered in my heart!

(Sung)
Dreams of glory
That were cut short
And left me wounded
Among mists of pain...

Because of your bad company, you got lost, girl,
And your disappearance causes us tears, sorrow!...
For following your foolish ambitions
I forever lost
My golden dreams!...
A delirious saintly mother cries out
And with her, my affection begs, calls!...
Forgiveness awaits you with a kiss
If you bring us back with your return
The joy of living!...

Your memories pile up in my mind,
Your image obsesses me,
I contemplate you in my anxiety;
And I mention you sighing sadly,
But in vain... your merciless soul
Does not react!...

And like the swan
That dies singing
So will fade away
My sorrowful youth!...