Los Ladrones
Joan Sebastian
The Thieves
The rose bushes that were in the courtyard
From the little house that I bought with so much love
From the little house that I paid for with sacrifice
The rose bushes no longer have a single flower
Only the thorns remained
It causes sorrow, the little house causes pain
The thieves broke the windows
A madman has broken our love
The thieves broke the windows
What a pity, I ended our love
What a pity, what a pity
What a pity, the little house hurts
What a pity, what a pity
What a pity, I ended our love
The bamboos that once stood at the door
They have already bent over, resigned to die
Through the window, now fallen and always open
A neighbor tells that a dream saw him leave
Only the memories remained
And there are some tuberoses that should not be dried
Because I will water them with my tears
Until I die or until I see you return
Because I will water them with my tears
What a shame, I ended up with our home
What a pity, what a pity
What a shame, how could I not cry?
What a pity, what a pity
What a shame, I ended up with our home
