Algo Se Muere En El Alma

Something dies in the soul, when a friend leaves
And leaves a mark that cannot be erased

Don't go yet, don't go, please
Don't go yet because even my guitar
Cries when it says goodbye

A handkerchief of silence at the time of departure
Because there are words that hurt and should not be said

The ship becomes small as it moves away in the sea
And when it fades away, how great is the loneliness

The emptiness left by the friend who leaves
Is like a bottomless pit that never fills again