Amigo mío
My friend ...
I want you to hear this I'll tell you,
I feel alone, and that time is left without a goodbye
my friend ...
you who know of my sorrows and joys
dicelo to it that even I tell him about my pain ...
the nights are cooler without heat ...
his touch, her perfume, her voice strange
the days are longer if she is not,
that night without your kisses no longer exist ...
love ....