Desolacion
Vicente Fernández
Desolation
I walk on my path sown with thorns
Of that memory that will never die
I carry in my chest a bleeding wound
Your cruel deceit that will kill me
You swore to love me, pretended to want me
And I loved you with adoration
One day you left and in my sad life
You left sorrows and desolation
Now alone in my nights
When I dream of your love
I see your treacherous image
And the pain wakes me up
But if one day you feel defeated
And a disappointment makes you cry
Come to my arms and heal the wound
I will know how to console your sorrows
Now alone in my nights
When I dream of your love
I see your treacherous image
And the pain wakes me up
But if one day you feel defeated
And a disappointment makes you cry
Come to my arms and heal the wound
I will know how to console your sorrows