La Molinera
Bovea y Sus Vallenatos
The Miller's Daughter
Oh my life
Oh my life
Don't think it's a game
I am a lost man
Since I saw you in San Diego
You went to the mill
And I came to the valley
But you left me wounded
And now you have to heal me
Because I have a pain
Inside my heart
Because a wounded heart
Needs to be healed with affection
Oh my life
Oh my life
If you could see how I sigh
When I pass by
The mill's path
Because I remember you
I just start to think
How close you are to me
And I can't even look at you
But I will see you
To stop sighing
But how will I see you
One day I'll cross the path
But I will see you
To stop sighing
But how will I see you
One day I'll cross the path
Oh my life
Oh my life
How desperate I live
My body is in the valley
But my soul is at the mill
And you must realize
That if I die because of you
In the whole province
It will be said when I die
That poor Escalona
Was killed by a miller's daughter
That's what happens to men
For loving in that way
That's why the saints light up
When a man loves so much
That's what happens to men
For loving in that way
That's why the saints light up
When a man loves so much
