Un Poquito de Pena
Los Saicos
A Little Bit of Sorrow
I saw her pass by today in the afternoon in the garden
And I didn't see in her gaze
Nothing for me
How will I live without her love?
Or does she not feel even a little bit of sorrow for me?
Walking down the street
Walking and as I pass by, I see couples holding hands
Who love each other and say
So many things of love
I saw her pass by today in the afternoon
I saw her pass by today in the afternoon in the garden
And I didn't see in her gaze
Nothing for me
How will I live without her love?
Or does she not feel even a little bit of sorrow for me?
Not even a little bit of sorrow?
Not even a little bit of sorrow?
