Buenas Noches

"Good night, my love", you said to me playfully. Your doll died and you cried next to me. "Good night" replied the mountain air, and a girl, holding my hand, leaves flowers at the cross. And tomorrow will have a new hope, another love will be born, while the pain sleeps. "Good night, my love", there are no more children playing, only flowers and a garden, so many people next to me... that tomorrow there won't be a new hope, sleep in peace, sweet love, sleep in peace... "Good night, love", I repeat crying, there's no one next to me now, only flowers at the cross, and tomorrow there won't be a new hope, sleep in peace, sweet love, may life forget you...