Cuándo Olvidaré (part. Pepe Blanco)

Nostalgia
To hear her crazy laughter
And feel next to my mouth
Like a fire her breath

Anguish
To feel abandoned
And think that another by her side
Will soon speak to her of love

Brother
I don't want to lower myself
Nor ask her or beg her
Nor tell her that I can't live anymore

Brother
This woman is going to kill me
She has set out to humiliate me
She is happy with my suffering

When will I forget
The nights you have loved me
When will I forget
The nights you have loved me

The days go by (baby)
The autumn, winter, and spring (that's it)
Summer arrives, my life, and I don't have you by my side
The days go by (the days)
The autumn, winter, and spring (baby)
Summer arrives, my life, and I don't have you by my side
And the days go by

The autumn, winter, and spring
Summer arrives, my life, and I don't have you by my side
And the days go by

The autumn, winter, and spring
Summer arrives, my life, and I don't have you by my side

(Pepe Blanco)
I believe that Spanish song belongs to the people
It's racial, it's of race
And I'm going to tell you something
When I've heard singing abroad
I've traveled the world, I've traveled the world singing
Not everything because it would be too much, but quite a bit
I've cried, listening to any Spanish artist sing
Because an Englishman can't sing
A fandango, nor a jota, nor a pasodoble
He can't sing it
But I would sing it
I would sing what that great artist, Sinatra, sings
I would sing it even though it would be
And I would sing it, but he can't sing
Ay, ay, ole, how Farina sings, for example
Farina or Antonio Molina, can't he sing it?

The days go by
The autumn, winter, and spring
Summer arrives, my life, and I don't have you by my side

The days go by
The autumn, winter, and spring
Summer arrives, my life, and I don't have you by my side