El Plebeyo
Los Chamas
The Commoner
The night already covers with its black crepe
Of the city, the streets that people cross with deliberate action
The artificial light with weak projection
Favors the twilight that hides in its shadow, vengeance and betrayal
I would like to confess my affection to you
I would like you to understand my pain
I don't know how I will be able to explain
My affection, my passion, my love
But I fear failing
Perhaps it will be due to lack of optimism
That makes me refuse my confession
I can't bear it anymore
I sense that you will accept me
Then I will sing for my triumph
I will be happy, and I will be moved in your arms
And to the chords of a modest waltz
I will offer you complete happiness
Anita come, caress me as I long for
If you understand reality well
Do not torment my being out of pity
I will be happy, and I will be moved in your arms
And to the chords of a modest waltz
I will offer you complete happiness
When far from you my heart wants to suffer
Violent is your moan, I will remember your laughter
Your vibration that was a love song, a hymn of peace
I no longer blame the pain, it will only be happiness
When far from you my heart wants to suffer
Violent is your moan, I will remember your laughter
Your vibration that was a love song, a hymn of peace
I no longer blame the pain, it will only be happiness
No, no, I don't say goodbye, little star of the south
Because soon I will be by your side again
And feel your subtle fragrance again
Bells of prosperity will ring in my heart
No, no, I don't say goodbye, little star of the south
Because soon I will be by your side again
And feel your subtle fragrance again
Bells of prosperity will ring in my heart