Cuando Llora Mi Guitarra

Tired of calling you
With my soul shattered
I understand that you don't come
Because God doesn't want

And upon seeing
And upon seeing that in vain
I send you my words
My guitar crying
Let you hear its voice

Cry guitar because you are my voice of pain
Shout your name again if I don't hear you
And tell him that I still love him, that I still wait for him to return
That if my love doesn't return, there is no solace
That lonely without his affection, I die

Guitar, you who interpret my sorrow in your vibration
You who receive my tears on your wood
Cry with me if you don't see him return