La Lluvia Sigue Cayendo

The rain keeps falling, and I keep on my journey. I'm wearing down the sidewalks, these from the coffee plantations.
The rain keeps falling, on my old hat. I'm almost at your house, haven't seen you in three days, and you're waiting for me, from here I can see you, how I'm adoring you, couldn't be luckier.

A coffee and a guitar, a good rum and a cigarette, then half of the pillow, your warmth and my affection, your warmth and my affection.
Outside the crickets sing and I put out the candle. Tomorrow will be Sunday, I'll take you to the fair.

The rain keeps falling on the wooden roof, and I ask the Virgin Mary to always love me. And you're waiting for me, from here I can see you, how I'm adoring you, couldn't be luckier.

A coffee and a guitar, a good rum and a cigarette, then half of the pillow, your warmth and my affection, your warmth and my affection, your warmth and my affection, your warmth and my affection.