Las Hojas Muertas
Enrique Guzmán
The Dead Leaves
With my song
The dead leaves
You remember well
When I loved you
With my song
The dead leaves
Will revive
Maybe at last
But the cruel wind
Threatens
To tear away
Forever more
The hope
That clings with faith
And can never be let go
But the cruel wind
Threatens
To tear away
Forever more
The hope
That clings with faith
And can never be let go
