RONDE NAINA

Crying eyes
My crying eyes
My love does not stay in my eyes

I unravel the noose choking me
I collect straw and dust from the litter of the lanes
I unravel the noose choking me
Friend, it gets hard to survive.

His love tortures me
A strange sickness afflicts me
Love tortures me
Yet I don’t see him

Separation burns and burns in me
Life and soul are on my lips
Separation burns and burns in me
Yet my lover does not come to me

Crying eyes
My crying eyes
My love does not stay in my eyes