Текст и перевод песни Miguel Aceves Mejía - Serenata Huasteca

Serenata Huasteca

Hola Miguel no te achicopales

Canto al pie de tu ventana
Pa que sepas que te quiero
Tu a mi no me quieres nada
Pero yo por ti me muero

Dicen que ando muy errado
Que despierte de mi sueño
Pero se han equivocado
Porque yo he de ser tu dueño

Que voy a hacer
Si de veras te quiero
Ya te adore
Y olvidarte no puedo

Dicen que pa conseguirte
Necesito una fortuna
Que debo bajar el cielo
Las estrellas y la luna

Yo no bajare la luna
Ni las estrellas tampoco
Y aunque no tengo fortuna
Me querrás poquito a poco

Que voy a hacer
Si de veras te quiero
Ya te adore
Y olvidarte no puedo
Seguro que no
Hola Miguel zapatéale como a los sonajeros

Yo se que hay muchas mujeres
Y que sobra quien me quiera
Pero ninguna me importa
Solo pienso en ti morena

Mi corazón te ha escogido
Y llorar no quiero verlo
Ya el pobre mucho ha sufrido
Ahora tienes que quererlo

(¡Como no!) que voy a hacer
Si de veras te quiero
Ya te adore
Y olvidarte no puedo (ni aunque tu quieras)

Serenata Huasteca

Hey baby girl, don't let your spirits sink

I sing beneath your window
So you know that I love you
You don't love me at all
But I'm dying for you

They say that I'm deluded
That I should wake up from my dream
But they're wrong
Because I'm going to be your master

What am I going to do,
If I really love you?
I already adore you,
And I can't forget you.

They say that to get you,
I need a fortune.
That I should bring down the sky,
The stars and the moon.

I won't bring down the moon
Or the stars either.
And while I don't have a fortune,
Little by little, you'll love me.

What am I going to do,
If I really love you?
I already adore you,
And I can't forget you.
Hell, no.
Hey baby girl, tap your feet to this music like these rattles.

I know that there are many women out there,
And that there are plenty who want me.
But none of them matter to me,
I only think of you, my dark-haired beauty.

My heart has chosen you,
And I don't want to see it cry.
The poor thing has already suffered a lot,
Now you have to love it.

(Of course not!) what am I going to do,
If I really love you?
I already adore you,
And I can't forget you (not even if you want me to).