A Los Cuatro Vientos

Let the tears bathe my soul.
I want to cry, I bring sentiment.
I want to shout to the four winds
That I am nobody, that I am nobody,
That I am worth nothing without your love, woman.

I want you to know that I am crying
Like men, not like drunkards.
I want you to know that I am paying
With bitter tears for my false pride
And my vanity.

Let the tears bathe my soul.
It's not that I want to feel like a saint.
Let me cry, I don't know what I bring,
I don't know what I carry in my heart.

I want you to know that seeing you distant
My false pride is humbled.
How little I am worth without your affection.
How little I am worth now without your love.
Let the tears bathe my soul.

(music)

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