I sigh for you, Lorena, day and night
As a blind man sighs every day for light,
As a mother sighs for her lost daughter
And falling on soil, a fish for water.
I sigh in waking and in sleep I sigh;
I die and get alive, again I die.
I sigh for you, Lorena, day and night
As a blind man sighs every day for light,
As a mother sighs for her lost daughter
And falling on soil, a fish for water.
I sigh in waking and in sleep I sigh;
I die and get alive, again I die.