Noche de ronda
Los Panchos
Night of round
Night of round
How sad you pass
How sad you cross
By my balcony
Night of round
How you hurt me
How you hurt
My heart
Moon that breaks
Over the darkness
Of my loneliness
Where are you going?
Tell me if tonight
You go on a round
Like she did
Who are you with?
Tell her I love her
Tell her I'm dying
From waiting so long
That she should come back now
That rounds are not good
They hurt, they bring sorrow
And end up crying
