Luto En Mi Alma
Los Angeles Negros
Mourning In My Soul
Oh, mourning in my soul, Nestor
The love that was once my joy, my illusion
There's mourning in my soul, I saw her with another
Carrying her books, whispering words of love in her ear
Feeling resentment and jealousy in my chest
I watched the girls leaving class and I was there
Perhaps breathless, thinking about my luck but without crying
That pain, that pain
Inside me, my anguished soul cried silently
For so much cruelty, a love has died, a love has died
Inside me, my anguished soul cried silently
For so much cruelty, a love has died, a love has died
A love has died, a love has died