Sonia
Julio Jaramillo
Sonia
The immense expanse of the steppes
Covered by the white snow
And the walls of this prison
So high that not even the sun can be seen shining.
The cells are covered by the snow
And inside a cell, a man is
His feverish eyes see ghosts
And he sings a song that makes one cry.
Sonia, Sonia, your black hair
In dreams, I kissed a thousand times.
I will never be able to forget you
You are the beautiful flower of the Volga.
Sonia, Sonia, my existence dies
Enclosed in this great prison
And before the snow presses on my heart
I want my curse to reach you.
When you were my wife, I loved you
And with my love, I gave you life
Blind with passion, I did not guess
That vile betrayal that I discovered
Your lips were prey to other lips
And I saw a man embrace you
Then I plunged my dagger into his chest
And the judge condemned only me.
Sonia, Sonia, I don't know if you exist
Nothing from this world reaches me
Only hordes of Cossacks
And hungry wolves are here
Although my memory in your mind
May no longer be your happiness
In your dreams, I will appear like a ghost
And remind you of this story...