Parque triana

I could forget you and I didn't want to
I could leave your life
And now I neither feel nor think
If you were ever mine

All the roses from Triana Park,
You took them without telling me anything
I forgot to ask your mouth
Oh, don't go away

I said goodbye with silence
And tied in my hands I carry a white handkerchief
With the embroideries I wrote with your name
I hold on

I hold on with,
The few things I have with
The few dreams I dream with
The few things you gave me

All the roses from Triana Park,
You took them without telling me anything
I forgot to ask your mouth
Oh, don't go away
I said goodbye with silence
And tied in my hands I carry a white handkerchief
With the embroideries I wrote with your name
I hold on

I hold on with,
The few things I have with
The few dreams I dream with
The few things you gave me

I have in memory... the few things you gave me....

I look at the sea and I feel, hanging from the cross....

I have in memory, some things...
the few things you gave me