Murió La Flor
La Rondalla de Saltillo
The Flower Died
For a long time I've been waiting
To hear your voice, feel your love
And I no longer know what it is to laugh
I can't live if you're not here
Every rumor that reaches me
Makes me dream that you're here
I feel your body next to mine
And when I wake up, you're no longer there
The flower died and in me
Your essence remained
And your childish laughter
I think I hear
The nights are cold
The Sun doesn't shine anymore
Since you're not here
I'm crying
Where will you be?
On whose lips
Will you leave my caresses
While here
Every memory
Is torture for me
The flower died and in me
Your essence remained
And your childish laughter
I think I hear
The nights are cold
The Sun doesn't shine anymore
Since you're not here
I'm crying
