Atardecer Huasteco
Pedro Infante
Huasteco Sunset
I don't care about life
nothing matters to me
its suffering
That one who has nothing
doesn't cry for love
lives happily
All the disappointments
inside a broken soul
do not die or harm
they are shaping
Lai laralalala la la ra
Lai laralalala la la ra
Lai laralalala la la la
laralala laralala
That's how ungrateful life is
it keeps putting us, keeps putting us
paths of resentments, of bitterness,
of suffering
But when the evening comes
of our hard life
the voice of our mother
is beloved light
Lai laralalala la la ra
Lai laralalala la la ra
Lai laralalala la la la
laralala laralala
Ahhhh
