Tristeza
Mercedes Sosa
Sadness
Sadness
Don't blame me, child, if I leave you
I fight life for you, my treasure,
Don't blame me, child, if I delay.
Oh, what an uneven path,
Anguish close and my child far away!
Oh, what an uneven path,
Anguish close and my child far away!
Don't ask me, child, why I cry,
What can I do if life demands so much!
Just sleep, I'll cover you.
Oh, what an uneven path,
Anguish close and my child far away!
Oh, what an uneven path,
Anguish close and my child far away!
Sunday's little sun, shine brightly
I'll go out with my child to gather caresses.
I'll dress up as a mother, with his smiles.
Oh, what an uneven path,
Anguish close and my child far away!
Oh, what an uneven path,
My working skin and my child far away!
