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