A dos amigos

We live the nostalgia of life
We suffer the punishment of destiny
With how beautiful and short
Life is
We should be better friends

I don't know how or when it happened
They were so good, noble, and simple
But the lord death sent for them
Leaving that path forever

I told him, my farruquito, come with daddy
He said, no daddy, I'm going with reque
In the bad curve of the new road
Both found death there forever

Cry because there is a sorrow
Cry because there is a sorrow
The poor of this family
Will always live with it

Cry because there is a sorrow
Cry because there is a sorrow
The poor of this family
Will always live with it

They left this world forever
Those who knew them, I saw them cry
As I witnessed it, it was in Seville
One evil and poorly achieved afternoon

Your father comes home and doesn't find him
And looks at your picture like a madman
Days go by without talking to anyone
Saying to the lord, you took him away

I told him, my farruquito, come with daddy
He said, no daddy, I'm going with reque
In the bad curve of the new road
Both found death there forever

Cry because there is a sorrow
Cry because there is a sorrow
The poor of this family
Will always live with it

Cry because there is a sorrow
Cry because there is a sorrow
The poor of this family
Will always live with it