Hazla Volver
Tercer Cielo
Make Her Come Back
Despite hearing that cry,
She left, no one knows where she went,
Just as she once decided,
What was hers asked and she walked away and walked away
Short hair and nose ring,
While it rained on her gray car,
She left her things forgotten at home,
A broken heart and a mother praying like this:
Oh Lord, please make her come back,
No matter how difficult it may be,
You said nothing is impossible for those who believe
Oh Lord, take care of her wherever she is,
This life can be tough,
Even if my knees wear out, I will pray
A year and something more has passed,
No one knows about April or where she is,
They say she lives south somewhere,
Or maybe she doesn't live anymore,
It's hard to imagine now
Someone says that April called yesterday,
That nothing went well for her, life hit her,
She only remembers the last thing she heard,
A broken heart and a mother praying like this:
*Bridge*
Today I have no doubt that you will do it, Lord,
I will look with the eyes of the heart
