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When My Guitar Cries

Eva Ayllón

Cuando Llora Mi Guitarra

Cansada de llamarte
Con mi alma destrozada
Comprendo que no vienes
Porque no quiere Dios

Y al ver
Y al ver que inutilmente
Te envio mis palabras
Llorando mi guitarra
Te dejo oir su voz

Llora guitarra porque eres mi voz de dolor
Grita tu nombre de nuevo si no te escucho
Y dile que aun lo quiero que aun lo espero que vuelva
Que si no vuelve mi amor no tiene consuelo
Que solitario sin su cariño me muero

Guitarra tu que interpretas en tu vibrar mi quebranto
Tu que recibes en tu madero mi llanto
Llora conmigo si no lo vieras volver

When My Guitar Cries

Tired of calling you
With my soul shattered
I understand that you don't come
Because God doesn't want

And upon seeing
And upon seeing that in vain
I send you my words
My guitar crying
Let you hear its voice

Cry guitar because you are my voice of pain
Shout your name again if I don't hear you
And tell him that I still love him, that I still wait for him to return
That if my love doesn't return, there is no solace
That lonely without his affection, I die

Guitar, you who interpret my sorrow in your vibration
You who receive my tears on your wood
Cry with me if you don't see him return

Escrita por: Augusto Polo Campos