( Now the hacienda's dark, the town is sleeping,
Now the time has come to part,
The time for weeping! )
Vaya Con Dios, my darling,
Vaya Con Dios, my love . . .
Now, the village mission bells are softly ringing,
If you listen with your heart you'll hear them singing
Vaya Con Dios, my darling,
Vaya Con Dios, my love . . .
Where ever you may be, I'll be beside you
Although you're many million miles away!
Each night I'll say a prayer, a prayer to guide you
To hasten every lonely hour of every lonely day . . .
Now, the dawn is breaking through a gray tomorrow,
But the memories we share are there to borrow
Vaya Con Dios, my darling,
Vaya Con Dios, my love.
Now the time has come to part,
The time for weeping! )
Vaya Con Dios, my darling,
Vaya Con Dios, my love . . .
Now, the village mission bells are softly ringing,
If you listen with your heart you'll hear them singing
Vaya Con Dios, my darling,
Vaya Con Dios, my love . . .
Where ever you may be, I'll be beside you
Although you're many million miles away!
Each night I'll say a prayer, a prayer to guide you
To hasten every lonely hour of every lonely day . . .
Now, the dawn is breaking through a gray tomorrow,
But the memories we share are there to borrow
Vaya Con Dios, my darling,
Vaya Con Dios, my love.