In a crowd, I don't know which way to turn
I'm afraid I might not see you go by
But if I did, would I find the strength to speak?
And would you want to hear what a stranger would tell you?
That Soledad was your mother's name
She fell in love with my Juan Luis
They may be gone
But I am still your Abuelita
You were born, and they took you from her arms
And a captain brought you home to his family
Now it may be that they have raised you as their own
And that it's all you've known of home all these years
But Soldedad was your mother's name
She fell in love with my Juan Luis
They may be gone
But I am still your Abuelita
In my mind, there are pictures of your face
As it might be now
And I pray I would know you
So I will wait with the others in the square
You can find me there
And I will tell you a story
That Soledad was your mother's name
And how she loved my Juan Luis
Now they are gone
But I am still your Abuelita
