Dejenme Llorar

Let me cry because I am wounded
Who in this world has never cried
For some reason.

Let me cry like a child cries
When they have stolen the pretty toy
That they loved the most.

Who stole it from me wouldn't know how to say
If before being mine
They had a thousand friends.

Someone returned and whispered in her ear
To convince her and she surrendered
For some reason.

Who stole it from me wouldn't know how to say
If before being mine
They had a thousand friends.

Someone returned and whispered in her ear
To convince her and she surrendered
For some reason.

Let me cry, let me tear out
My dearest love, my dearest love,
My dearest love, my dearest love.