He wanted to beat him to death
he wanted to win the race
three years without seeing it
and I do not reach it
on a wooden cross
I hang white shoes
that the day of the wedding
he promised
I raise the eyes to the sky
and I shouted I love you
I am the foreigner
that finally return
I bring you a lot of money.
The people of the town say
that of wanting so much
She died
under his portrait
She spread her white dress
and drowned in tears
his voice was heard.
(yes when I asked for your hand
we arrived almost naked
to the altar of the church
and I dragging my pride
I remember being poor
We could not have a party
you wanted a white dress
and I promised you
although I'll leave you there later
I hope that in the afterlife
the world be more even
because I without your love
I will not die of old man)
Another day in the morning
I get up the foreigner
your child and your dog
and said goodbye
with great pain he saw the earth
where he lived his misery
and because of her
His beloved died.
At the pace of his horse
they were praying a rosary
for the novena that I love
on the slope of the hill
you can hear a gilguero singing
they say that from heaven she sang them
he wanted to beat him to death
he wanted to win the race
three years without seeing it
and I do not reach it.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)