Llorando Su Recuerdo

Crying His Memory

Llorando Su Recuerdo

Dear old lady... I want you to know...Querida viejita... yo kiero que sepas...
that upon reading this letter... it's the pure truth...que al leer esta carta... es la pura verdad...
It's been a long time since I've been behind bars..Hace mucho tiempo que estoY entre rejas..
and who knows when I'll be free again..y kien sabe cuando saldre en libertad..

Of so many friends... that I had that day...De tantos amigos... que tube alquel día...
none have come... to calm my pain..ninguno ha venido... a calmar mi dolor..
That's why I ask you, who are so kind...Por eso le pido a usted q es tan buena...
to give me comfort from your great love..que me de un consuelo de su gran amor...

And I'm here.. crying his memory...Y estoy aquí.. llorando su recuerdo...
there's no comfort for my pain...ya no ahi consuelo para mi dolor...
I won't have his hands in mine anymore...Ya no tendré..sus manos entre mis manos...
I ask God.. to calm my pain...a dios le pido.. que calme mi dolor...

Sunday afternoon.. visiting time..Domingo a la tarde.. hora de visita..
instead of my mother.. my sister arrived..de en vez de mi madre.. mi hermana llegó..
Dressed in mourning.. and all poor..Vestida de luto.. y toda pobresita...
she cried and told me.. mom passed away..llorando me dijo.. mamita murió...

I brought you a photo... kiss it kiss it...Te traje una foto... besala besala...
pretend, brother.. that she came to see you..hace de cuenta hermano.. q te vino a ver...
And that poor prisoner.. fell to his knees..Y aquel pobre preso.. callo de rodillas..
pleading to heaven... take care of her, Lord..suplicandole al cielo... cuidala señor...

And I'm here.. crying his memory...Y estoy aquí.. llorando su recuerdo...
there's no comfort for my pain...ya no ahi consuelo para mi dolor...
I won't have his hands in mine anymore...Ya no tendré sus manos entre mis manos...
I ask God.. to calm my pain...a Dios le pido.. q calme mi dolor...