Rayando El Sol

Reaching the sun, I said goodbye
der the breeze, and there I remembered you
reaching the bridge, I turned back from the bridge
bathed in tears, the ones I shed for you

How cool eyes, the ones that woman has
nice ways she has to love
they say around here, that she stole my pleasure
oh! what hopes that I stop loving her

How cool eyes, the ones that woman has
nice ways she has to love
they say around here, that she stole my pleasure
oh! what hopes that I stop loving her