Текст и перевод песни Jorge Negrete - Ella (Remastered)

Ella (Remastered)

Me canse de rogarle
Me cance de decirle
Que yo sin ella
De pena muero.
Ya no quizo escucharme,
Si sus la bios se abrieron
Fué pa′ decirme
Ya no te quiero.
Yo senti que mi vida,
Se perdia en un abismo
Profundo y negro
Como mi suerte.
Quice hallar el olvido
Al estilo Jalisco,
Pero aquellos mariachis y aquel tequila;
Me hicieron llorar.
Me cance de rogarle,
Con el llanto en mis ojos
Alce mi copa y brinde por ella,
No podia despreciarme.
Era el último brindis
De un bohemio
Con una reina;
Los mariachis callaron.
De mi mano sin fuerza
Cayo mi copa sin darme cuenta;
Ella quizo quedarce,
Cuando vio mi tristeza.
Pero ya estaba escrito
Que aquella noche;
Perdiera,
Su amor.

She (Remastered)

I got tired of begging her,
Tired of telling her,
That without her
I'm dying of grief.
She didn't want to hear me anymore.
If she opened her lips,
It was to tell me,
I don't want you anymore.
I felt my life
Was lost in an abyss
Deep and dark
Like my luck.
I wanted to forget,
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 her,
She couldn't despise me.
It was the last toast
Of a bohemian
With a queen.
The mariachis fell silent.
From my weak hand,
My cup fell without me noticing.
She wanted to stay
When she saw my sadness.
But it was already written
On that night.
I lost,
Her love.