Ocho dias
Rodolfo Aicardi
Eight Days
Eight days have passed since I last saw you, since I last saw you
Eight days have passed since I last saw you, since I last saw you
Seeing you, my love, is my desire
Seeing you, my love, is my desire.
When I remember you, I cry even more
Because that time will not come back
(repeat)
Neither the drink nor anything can calm my sorrows (repeat)
My soul is dying and they see me happy (repeat)
When I remember you, I cry even more
Because that time will not come back
(repeat)
