Dolido Estoy
Carlos Carabajal
I'm Hurt
After suffering so much, how can you expect me not to cry?
My heart's like a graveyard, no cross and no flowers
Heaven of sowing happiness, my harvest was just thorns
And in the middle of the salt flat, the ruins turned white
I have nothing left from those happy times
Each big tear left deep scars
The most cherished one has drifted away from my sight
And with coarse salt, she soaked my whole life
Little tree without shade, lost in the distance
Where the birds won’t come to build their nest
Like a cross without an owner, faded by the downpour
Heavy with sorrow, and a look of passing pain
Why do I let out tears without comfort or hope?
The endless rope I throw down doesn’t reach the bottom
The most cherished one has drifted away from my sight
And with coarse salt, she soaked my whole life
