El Arbol
Aqui me voy a estar
Hasta que retoate este arbol
Porque no a podido dar
Una flor que a mi me agrade
La primera flor que de
Sera para mi padre
Para llevarla
A la tumba en donde esta
Murio mi padre
Ya se me acabo el tesoro
Murio mi padre
Ya se me acabo el orgullo
Muerte tirana
Te llevaste lo que era mio
Y desde entonces
El arbol se seco
Murio mi padre
Ya se me acabo el tesoro
Murio mi padre
Ya se me acabo el orgullo
Muerte tirana
Te llevaste lo que era mio
Y desde entonces
El arbol se seco
The Tree
Here I will be
Until this tree rebounds
Because it has not been able to give
A flower that pleases me
The first flower I give
Will be for my father
To take it
To the grave where he lies
My father died
My treasure is gone
My father died
My pride is gone
Tyrant death
You took what was mine
And since then
The tree dried up
My father died
My treasure is gone
My father died
My pride is gone
Tyrant death
You took what was mine
And since then
The tree dried up