No te olvido

Since the day is born
until the sun dies
resounds in my ears
the echo of your voice.

The mountains and the rivers
the air and the murmur
bring me the words
that you told me, my love.

And even far from you
I don't forget you
your beloved image
I carry in my heart.

By nightfall
the veil of goodbye
rubs on that handkerchief
that trembles for the both of us.

It was a pilgrimage
the drum sounded
and to the beat of that little drum
I fell in love with you.

We live off the memory
that knew how to tell us
to the beat of that little drum
the voice of the drum.

And even far from you
I don't forget you
your beloved image
I carry in my heart.

By nightfall
the veil of goodbye
rubs on that handkerchief
that trembles for the both of us.

Mayte of my soul
I don't forget you
your beloved image
I carry in my heart.