I like "La golondrina". Check-out the link below for a nice slow way of singing it.
To distant climate, the swallow now is fleeting
For sharp’s the breath that warns of summer flown.
On dauntless wings, she soars and with her passing
My musical heart recalls and seems alone.
Our, swallow, build me a nest
In my loved one’s arbour.
Sing ever sweetly to muy life’s delight.
Deny me not of this pleasure, I pray thee,
Lest all my days return as darkest night.
Though exiled here, homing bird,
From the soil of my fathers
And ever drifting on a tideless sea
My anguished soul every day is praying
That soon may dawn the morn to set me free.
My spirit cleaves the boundless tracks of heaven
To be again with those who hold me dear.
The urging years of childhood ne’er forgotten
Rest with my thoughts and mingle with a tear.