Paroles et traduction José Alfredo Jiménez - Las Botas de Charro

Las Botas de Charro

Cuánto tiempo busqué tu cariño
Y anduve borracho
Borracho perdido
De tanto quererte
Yo me acuerdo que estaba chiquillo
Y no iba a la escuela
Porque no aguantaba
Seis horas sin verte
Siempre juntos, creció mi cariño
Y un día me gritastes
Me gustan los hombres
Me aburren los niños
Y ahí te voy, a quebrar mi destino
Y en una cantina
Cambié mis canicas
Por copas de vino
Qué coraje me daba conmigo
No tenía bigotes
Ni traía pistolas
Ni andaba a caballo
Qué coraje me daba conmigo
Andaba descalzo
Y a ti te gustaban
Las botas de charro
Fui dejando que el tiempo pasara
Luché contra todo
Sentí que los años
Caían en mi espalda
Y una noche, que no te esperaba
Volviste el silencio
Y le diste un beso
A mi boca cerrada
No te pude decir que te fueras
Ni quise que vieras
Que estube escribiendo
Mil veces tu nombre
Solo sé que te puse en mis brazos
Dejé que mi orgullo
Se hiciera pedazos
Al fin, ya era un hombre
Qué coraje me daba conmigo
No tenía bigotes
Ni traía pistolas
Ni andaba a caballo
Qué coraje me daba conmigo
Andaba descalzo
Y a ti te gustaban
Las botas de charro

Charro's Boots

How long I have searched for your love,
And I have been drunk
Drunk and lost
From wanting you so much.
I remember being just a child,
And I would not go to school,
Because I couldn't stand
Being away from you for six hours.
Always together, my love grew stronger,
And one day you shouted at me,
"I like men
Little boys bore me."
And so I went to break my destiny
And in a bar,
I traded my marbles
For glasses of wine.
How angry I was with myself,
I had no mustache
Nor did I carry pistols
Or ride horses
How angry I was with myself,
I was barefoot,
And you liked them
Charro's boots.
I waited as time went by
And fought against everything,
I felt the years
As they fell on my back
And one night, when I was not expecting you
You broke the silence
And gave a kiss
To my closed mouth.
I could not tell you to go away,
Nor did I want you to see
That I had been writing
Your name a thousand times.
I only know that I held you in my arms
I let my pride
Be shattered
At last, I was a man.
How angry I was with myself,
I had no mustache
Nor did I carry pistols
Or ride horses
How angry I was with myself,
I was barefoot,
And you liked them
Charro's boots.