Con ruedas de molino
Rocío Jurado
With mill wheels
Another Sunday without your gaze
letting me die in front of people
in front of people.
What happens and what passes by indifferent o my desperate love song
desperate.
A jealous reddish mare
gallops full of fury in front of me
and gallops from east to west
in search of your false alibi.
Because I know more than at this hour
there's someone devouring your lips
and sharing
and sharing bread and wine with you.
But as I'm afraid of losing you,
I don't delve into the tangle of your plot,
and I go along with mill wheels
and I go along with mill wheels.
Because I know more than at this hour
there's someone devouring your lips
and sharing
and sharing bread and wine with you.
But as I'm afraid of losing you,
I don't delve into the tangle of your plot,
and I go along with mill wheels
and I go along with mill wheels.
