La fuerza del amor
Iván Villazón
The strength of love
Tell the story well
That life and that it was more beautiful
They say that men worked
Covered in affection
That because there was no light on a cold night,
The moon was adored
And that an accordion was heard more beautifully
In the middle of the night
And in matters of love, of love,
There was no suffering, there was none
If they said I love you, they died with that,
Everything was more beautiful,
Everything was purer
Oh my tender valley, what a dark town
It brings me the strength of love,
I am going to talk about love,
Because I was born from love
And today I came to see you, corner
Piece of my joyful life
Where my heart is,
Kept in a perennial flower
It brings me the strength of love,
I am going to talk about love
Because I was born from love
When I was a child,
I dreamed of being a grown man,
Of being a myth, being a legend,
Like Maestro Escalona,
I bring a mountain of illusions,
Of incomparable love,
I am nothing more than a pale reflection
Of that immortal memory
I am moved, confused,
I no longer see the flowers,
The flowers of that sugar cane
That grew with me,
Of that grown river that lost its course,
Oh my beautiful valley, oh my beautiful valley
It brings me the strength of love,
I am going to talk about love,
Because I was born from love
And today I came to see you, corner,
Piece of my joyful life
Where my heart is,
Kept in a perennial flower
It brings me the strength of love,
I am going to talk about love
Because I was born from love