Lástima
Edith Márquez
Pity
Sorrow, such deep sorrow, you must have gone through, for now you're at my door, knocking in despair.
Sorrow, such deep sorrow, I felt it too, when I was left so alone, with all this crying in my clouds.
You want me to feel pity, that's what you ask of me, and even if you beg, you won't get your way.
Don't insist anymore, just go away, what you have isn't love.
You plead for pity, crying in pain, but I can't do it, I only have one heart.
Leave me alone, if my memory isn't enough for you, take away now what I have of disdain.
Sorrow, such deep sorrow, I felt it too, when I was left so alone, with all this crying in my clouds.
You want me to feel pity, that's what you ask of me, and even if you beg, you won't get your way.
Don't insist anymore, just go away, what you have isn't love.
You plead for pity, crying in pain, but I can't do it, I only have one heart.
Leave me alone, if my memory isn't enough for you, take away now what I have of disdain.