La gayola [English translation]
La gayola [English translation]
Don't be scared don't run away,
I didn't come to take revenge;
if tomorrow, precisely,
I'm leaving for not returning...
I came to say goodbye
and I want to have the pleasure
of looking at you face to face
and looking at myself in your eyes
silently and freely
like I did before.
I came so we car
remember the past together
like two good friends
who haven't seen each other for a while;
to remember that time
when I was a honest man
and the love of my mother
was a poncho that she put
on my noble and good soul
against the cold of disdain.
~ ~ ~
One night the death was
who dressed my soul of mourning:
my beloved mother
went to live with God;
And in my dreams it looked
that the poor one, from heaven,
told me that you were good,
to always trust in you.
But you played dirty
and, thirsty of revenge,
that night my knife
I buried it in a heart.
And later, already sane,
with my last hope dead,
some rebel tears
I dried them in the pub.
~ ~ ~
They locked me for many years
in the sordid jail
and one day they set me free
for my best... or for my worst...
I wandered through the streets
and I rolled like a ball;
Many times I did the line
for having a dish of soup!
The dawns found me there,
sleeping in a doorstep.
Today I have nothing,
not even a resource, I'm so poor;
I only come to see you
to leave my forgiveness...
I swear it, I'm glad
you have too much joy.
I'm going to work at the countryside
to get some money
to not be short of flowers
when I'm inside the coffin.
- Artist:Julio Sosa