She´s not there

Well, no one told me about her / The way she died

Well, no one told me about her / How many people cried

But it´s too late to say you´re sorry / How would I know/why should I care... Please don´t bother trying to find her / She´s not there...

Well, let me tell you about the way she looked / The way she acted, the color of her hair / Her voice is soft and cool /Her eyes are clear and bright But SHE´S NOT THERE...

Well No one told me about her / What could I do
Well No one told me about her/ Though they all knew ...

A Madriña bless you All