30 Cartas
Los Avila
30 Letters
My little ranch was left abandoned
Since you left
Very sad, woman, I remained
The spot where we gave each other love
Is so lonely
Since I no longer see you
And the shade provided by the orange tree
Where we used to sit
To talk, my love, because I don't see you
It started to wither and
Dry up just like my heart
You won't come back, and your memory
Follows me wherever I go
I suffer when I look
And even the fields ask me
When will she return and I don't know
What to answer because I don't know
If she will come back, the most likely
Is that she won't return
30 letters have been sent
That I send you
And I still don't have
Any response
Is it because you haven't read them
Or because they don't
Cause you any concern
You won't come back, and your memory
Follows me wherever I go
I suffer when I look
And even the fields
Ask me when she will return
And I don't know what to answer
Because I don't know if she will return
The most likely thing is that she won't come back
And I don't know what to answer
Because I don't know if she will return
The most likely thing is that she won't come back
