Noche de ronda [English translation]

Sleepless night,

how sad you pass by,

how sad you cross

over my balcony.

Sleepless night,

how you hurt me,

how you wound

my heart.

Moon that breaks

through the darkness

of my loneliness...

Where are you going?

Tell me if this night

you go on tour,

the way she went...

Who is she with?

Tell her I love her,

tell her I’m dying

of so long waiting,

tell her to come back,

because rambling

is not good,

it hurts,

it brings pain

and ends

in tears.

• Artist:Agustín Lara