Pouring out from the windows, “Por Un Amor” from the hi-fi, the version from Lola Beltran, that queen of Mexican Country, with tears in the throat and a group of mariachis cooing, “But don’t cry, Lolita!” and Lola replying, “I’m not crying; it’s just that I remember…”
—Sandra Cisneros, Caramelo
I love a book with a soundtrack. Here’s the song:
Note the pizzicato when she sings about crying drops of blood from her heart. Love it.
Classical Bookworm 