Pensando En Tu Olvido

(Zamba)

The day you forget me,
I will leave the town singing
the zamba you taught me
under the eaves of the ranch.

The little doves of the valley
will have to cry for my absence
the day I leave,
looking for another place.

CHORUS

Sad, very sad,
I will leave the beloved town.
And the song of that zamba
will make me feel your forgetfulness.

When love is sincere,
there is no reason to doubt.
However, I am sad
always thinking about your forgetfulness.

Maybe it's your beauty
that makes me doubt the oath,
that you made to me that day,
with shortness of breath.