Francisco Troppoli

Demasiado tarde (1941)

Too Late lyrics by Agustín Horacio Delamónica music by Francisco Troppoli It’s all the same, nothing has changed: the same patio, the same sun, the same ivy, which like my hope kept growing in my absence staying green as ever… It’s just me who’s come back changed, carrying all my life’s suffering. I feel the stab of … Continue reading →