Текст и перевод песни Miguel Aceves Mejía - Ella (remastered)

Ella (remastered)

Arrancate Miguel con un grito de esos que tu sabes echar

Me canse de rogarle
Me canse de decirle
Que yo sin ella
De pena muero
Ya no quizo escucharme
Si sus labios se abrieron fue pa decirme
Ya no te quiero
Yo senti que mi vida
Se perdia en un abismo profundo y negro
Como mi suerte
Y si hallara el olvido
Al estilo jalisco
Pero aquellos mariachis y aquel tequila me hicieron llorar

Y no te rajes jalisco

Me canse de rogarle
Con el llanto en los ojos
Alze mi copa y brinde con ella
No podia despreciarme
En el ulitmo brindis de un bohemio
Con una reina
Los mariachis callaron
De mi mano sin fuerza cayo mi copa sin darme cuenta
Ella quizo quedarse
Cuando vio mi tristeza
Pero ya estaba escrito que aquella noche perdiera su amor

Ella (remastered)

Burst out, Miguel, with one of those cries that you know how to let out

I got tired of begging her
I got tired of telling her
That without her
I'm dying of sorrow
She didn't want to listen to me anymore
If her lips parted, it was to tell me
I don't love you anymore
I felt like my life
Was being lost in a deep and dark abyss
Like my luck
And if I found oblivion
In the Jalisco style
But those mariachis and that tequila made me cry

And don't you give up, Jalisco

I got tired of begging her
With tears in my eyes
I raised my glass and toasted her
She couldn't despise me
In the last toast of a bohemian
With a queen
The mariachis fell silent
My glass fell from my weak hand without me realizing it
She wanted to stay
When she saw my sadness
But it was already written that that night I would lose her love