El Bolero
Matamba
The Bolero
Although you have left me
I know well that you will return
When your heart, repentant
Calls at my door again
You will come suffering from the wound you left when you left
Crying with sorrow and bitterness, you will beg to come back to me
You will see the mistake you made and you will beg, defeated
To be with me
You will bring your soft hands close and caressing, you will tell me
How much you love me, trying to change my heart
And looking at the sky, I will pray for strength
Not to return to you, not to return to you
Although you have left me
I know well that you will return
When your heart, repentant
Calls at my door again
You will beg, repentant, imploring to return
Clutching to the memory of a past you can't forget
You will talk about the kisses and also about those nights
That we spent together
I will listen to you and look at you
And you will make my heart doubt
And clenching my teeth and my soul, I will try to endure
And in the midst of tears and sadness, distressed, I will tell you
It was you who left
It was you who left
I will listen to you and look at you
And you will make my heart doubt
And clenching my teeth and my soul
I will try to endure and in the midst of tears and sadness, distressed, I will tell you
It was you who left
It was you who left
Although you