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Flower Without Shoot

Pedro Infante

Flor Sin Retoño

Sembré una flor sin interés
Yo la sembré para ver si era formal
A los tres días que la dejé de regar

Al volver, ya estaba seca
Ya no quiso retoñar
Al volver, ya estaba seca
Ya no quiso retoñar

Yo la regaba con agua que cae del cielo
Y la regaba con lágrimas de mis ojos
Mis amigos me dijeron: Ya no riegues esa flor

Esa flor ya no retoña
Tiene muerto el corazón
Esa flor ya no retoña
Tiene muerto el corazón

Yo la regaba con agua que cae del cielo
Y la regaba con lágrimas de mis ojos
Mis amigos me dijeron: Ya no riegues esa flor

Esa flor ya no retoña
Tiene muerto el corazón
Esa flor ya no retoña
Tiene muerto el corazón

Flower Without Shoot

I planted a flower without interest
I planted it to see if it was formal
Three days after I stopped watering it

Upon returning, it was already dry
It didn't want to sprout anymore
Upon returning, it was already dry
It didn't want to sprout anymore

I watered it with water falling from the sky
And I watered it with tears from my eyes
My friends told me: Stop watering that flower

That flower no longer sprouts
Its heart is dead
That flower no longer sprouts
Its heart is dead

I watered it with water falling from the sky
And I watered it with tears from my eyes
My friends told me: Stop watering that flower

That flower no longer sprouts
Its heart is dead
That flower no longer sprouts
Its heart is dead

Escrita por: Alberto Cervantes / Gasson