Sufrir
Los Huasos Quincheros
Suffer
To suffer, waiting will come,
it's just my reason to exist.
To live, waiting for a maybe,
is better than knowing,
that you will never return.
Where will you be, will you remember,
I will never be able to forget you.
She left that afternoon,
knowing that she would never
come back.
She left and on my lips,
I still feel
the taste of those kisses,
that I won't be able to forget.
I cried, the bitter misfortune,
of having had you
and lost you at the same time.
Today, I find you in my dreams,
but I want awake,
for your eyes to look at me
and your chest to heave,
next to mine again.
Music.
I cried, the bitter misfortune,
of having had you
and lost you at the same time.
Today, I find you in my dreams,
but I want awake,
for your eyes to look at me
and your chest to heave,
next to mine again.