Lucía
José Luis Perales
Lucia
You were born one morning in March
and life flooded through the window
The house was filled with tenderness
that house that was so cold
and they filled your bed with roses
and they gave you the name Lucia.
LUCIA, LUCIA
fall asleep as the night goes by quickly
LUCIA, Lucia
fall asleep as your mother will sing to you.
Little by little your wings grew
And one day flying through that window
You left to look for a star
and left the house empty
Your doll stayed on the floor
and a love letter on your bed.
Lucia, Lucia
fall asleep as the night goes by quickly
Lucia, Lucia
fall asleep as your mother will sing to you.
I was told yesterday that they saw you
sitting in a park looking at the moon
That you had a glass in your hands
and the night was so cold
That your star was lost
and everyone calls you Lucia
LUCIA, LUCIA
fall asleep as the night goes by quickly
LUCIA, LUCIA
fall asleep as your mother will sing to you.