La Boda Gris
Alci Acosta
The Gray Wedding
God knows what you were thinking
On that sad night at the
Church altar when dressed
As a bride you gave yourself to another man
With the nuptial blessing
I was told that your eyes
Were clouded with tears
And that you were trembling
You looked like a virgin with
Your escaped crown of thorns
From the altar that night of your wedding
It was the night of my death
My hopes died
And even though I wished
To see you from afar
To see you and nothing more
Fearful that it would pass through
My heated mind knows
God a revenge I ran far
From the church to cry my misfortune
By the shore of the sea
They told me so many things
Perhaps to torment me
That deep inside my soul
I felt a cruel humiliation
May God grant you happiness and that on the day
Of tomorrow you do not regret
Your fatal decision
May God grant you happiness and that on the day
Of tomorrow you do not regret
Your fatal decision
