In the peaks of a green mesquite
sadly a goldfinch sang
and said in his songs so sad
how a treacherous love damages
From the little that I could understand him
they are your sorrows just like mine
because I did know how to love you
without thinking that you would forget me
Come back, come back, good of my life
look how much I suffer for your abandonment
come back, come back, dear garment
for what has happened, I forgive you
Waiting for you to return to me
I will come every moonlit night
even if it is you who want my punishment
or he would just send me to the grave
Come back, come back well from my life
look how I suffer for your abandonment
come back, come back, dear garment
for the past, I I forgive you

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