Moreno of black ojasos, as my luck
as my luck
Which of the two lovers suffers the most pain
The one who leaves or the one who stays
The one who stays, stays crying
And he leaves, he goes sighing
Come child to your window do not be ungrateful
Go listen to my serenade
The serenade and a being that adores you
You do not see that this female for your soul cries
They say they do not feel goodbye
Tell whoever tells you that is a lie
Ungrateful lie and a being that adores you
When you want to be crying
Between white curtains, and blue bars
There were two lovers complaining
And they said they loved each other
And that even with death they would not forget
Cute love salt do not be ungrateful
Go listen to my serenade
The serenade and a being that adores you
You do not see that this female for your soul cries
They say they do not feel goodbye
Tell whoever tells you that is a lie
Ungrateful lie and a being that adores you
When you want to be crying
Only among all we can make this a better place :)