A Las Doce Menos Diez
Carlos Vives
Ten Minutes to Twelve
My chest is happy
What happiness
It's almost midnight
And it will arrive soon
It's almost midnight
And it will arrive soon
My chest is happy
What happiness!
I was in the middle of the square
When I saw her coming
She was wearing a little black dress
And a gray little suitcase
She saw me and stopped to look
I thought she was going to say something
What her gaze said
I won't repeat it
You asked me to come
to the foot of your window,
and here sitting on the sidewalk
I'll wait for you until tomorrow.
You asked me to come
at ten minutes to twelve
and here I keep waiting for you
look, it's going to dawn.
She thought I was sleeping
but I saw her leave
she was wearing the little black dress
the morning was gray
she left and I stayed thinking
she didn't say goodbye to me
then I repeated her name
I thought I was going to die.
You asked me to come...
She left, she left
she left and left me thinking
she left, she left
I don't know if I'll see her again
she left, she left
she left and left me crying
she left, she left
may everything go well for her.
Because I didn't have money
or a car to drive
no inheritance, no account
in a bank in Madrid
I don't have trendy clothes
or the look of chic people
no house on an island
like those in Miami Beach.
She left, she left...