Los Cantores Del Alba — Cuando Llora Mi Guitarra song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Cuando Llora Mi Guitarra" by Los Cantores Del Alba.
Lyrics
Cansado de llamarte
Con mi alma destrozada
Contemplo que no vienes porque no quiere Dios
Y al ver que inutilmente te envio mis palabras
Llorando mi guitarra se deja oir su voz
Y al ver que inutilmente te envio mis palabras
Llorando mi guitarra se deja oir su voz
Llora guitarra por que eres mi voz de dolor
Grita su nombre de nuevo si no te escucho
Y dile que aun la quiero que aun espero que vuelva
Que si no viene mi amor no tiene consuelo
Que solitario sin su cariño me muero
Guitarra tu que interpretas en tu vibrar mi quebranto
Y que recibes en tu madero mi llanto
Llora conmigo si no lo vieras volver
Y dile que aun lo quiero que aun espero que vuelva
Que si no viene mi amor no tiene consuelo
Que solitario sin su cariño me muero
Guitarra tu que interpretas en tu vibrar mi quebranto
Y que recibes en tu madero mi llanto
Llora conmigo si no la vieras volver
Guitarra tu que interpretas en tu vibrar mi quebranto
Y que recibes en tu madero mi llanto
Llora conmigo si no lo vieras volver
Lyrics translation
Tired of calling you
With my soul shattered
I contemplate that you do not come because God does not want
And seeing that I needlessly send you my words
Crying my guitar lets his voice be heard
And seeing that I needlessly send you my words
Crying my guitar lets his voice be heard
Cry guitar because you're my voice of pain
Shout his name again if I don't hear you
And tell her I still love her I still hope she comes back
That if he doesn't come my love has no comfort
How lonely without your affection I die
Guitar you play in your vibrate my break
And that you receive in your wood my weeping
Cry with me if you don't see him come back
And tell him I still want him, I still hope he comes back.
That if he doesn't come my love has no comfort
How lonely without your affection I die
Guitar you play in your vibrate my break
And that you receive in your wood my weeping
Cry with me if you don't see her come back
Guitar you play in your vibrate my break
And that you receive in your wood my weeping
Cry with me if you don't see him come back