Paroles et traduction Miguel Aceves Mejía & El Mariachi Vargas de Tecalitlan - Ella

Ella

Me canse de rogarle
Me canse de decirle
Que yo sin ella
De pena muero.

Ya no quiso escucharme
Si sus labios se abrieron fue pa decirme
Ya no te quiero.

Yo sentí que mi vida
Se perdía en un abismo profundo y negro
Como mi suerte
Quise hallar el olvido
Al estilo jalisco
Pero aquellos mariachis y aquel tequila me hicieron llorar.

Me canse de rogarle
Con el llanto en los ojos
Alce mi copa y brinde con ella
No podía despreciarme.

En el ultimo brindis de un bohemio
Con una reina
Los mariachis callaron
De mi mano sin fuerza cayo mi copa sin darme cuenta
Ella quiso quedarse
Cuando vio mi tristeza
Pero ya estaba escrito que aquella noche perdiera su amor.

She

I got tired of begging her
I got tired of telling her
That without her
I die of shame.

She didn't want to listen to me anymore
If her lips opened it was to tell me
I don't love you anymore.

I felt that my life
Was lost in a deep and black abyss
Like my luck
I wanted to find oblivion
In the Jalisco style
But those mariachis and that tequila made me cry.

I got tired of begging her
With tears in my eyes
I raised my glass and toasted with her
She couldn't despise me.

In the last toast of a bohemian
With a queen
The mariachis fell silent
From my hand without strength my glass fell without realizing
She wanted to stay
When she saw my sadness
But it was already written that that night I would lose her love.