Текст и перевод песни Jorge Negrete - Ella - Remasterizado

Ella - Remasterizado

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 grew tired of begging her
I grew tired of telling her
That without her
I would die of sorrow.

She no longer wanted to listen to me,
If her lips parted
It was to tell me
I don't love you anymore.

I felt that my life,
Was lost in an abyss
Deep and black
Like my fate.

I wanted to find oblivion
In the Jalisco style
But those mariachis and that tequila;
Made me cry.

I grew 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 hand without strength
My glass fell without my realizing it;
She wanted to stay,
When she saw my sadness.

But it was already written
That that night;
I would lose,
Your love.