( 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.