Текст и перевод песни Pancho Barraza - Ojalá Sea Cierto

Ojalá Sea Cierto

¡Ay, amá!
No cabe duda, compadre
Las mujeres son malas
¡Unas, otras son peores!
¿Pero qué hacemos sin ellas, oiga?

Ojalá sea cierto
Que ya no quieres verme
Y que ya no regreses llorando arrepentida
Ojalá sea cierto
Que ahora me aborreces
Y que no te importa nada de mi vida

Que yo ya soy la historia
De aquel momento triste
Y fui un mal de amores
Que ha quedado atrás
Que fui fácil para obtenerme
Y fácil me olvidarás
También dices que fui un mal detalle
Un momento de esos que viene y se va

A mí se me hace que tú hablas de más porque estás ardida
Porque no pudiste dominar mi mente ni arruinar mi vida
Si por ti fuera no te hubieras ido, tú estarías conmigo
En la casa de renta comiendo tortillas y cuidando un hijo
Pero no, no te gustó
Estar en tu casa
Tú querías amante, no querías marido

Y de paso, ni sabías planchar
¡Ah, pero quería carro del año!
¡Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay!

A mí se me hace que tú hablas de más porque estás ardida
Porque no pudiste dominar mi mente ni arruinar mi vida
Si por ti fuera no te hubieras ido, tú estarías conmigo
En la casa de renta comiendo tortillas y cuidando un hijo
Pero no, no te gustó
Estar en tu casa
Tú querías amante, no querías marido

I Hope It's True

Oh, my love!
There's no doubt about it, my friend
Women are evil
Some, others are worse!
But what would we do without them, huh?

I hope it's true
That you no longer want to see me
And that you will no longer come back crying and repentant
I hope it's true
That now you despise me
And that you don't care about anything in my life

That I am already just a story
Of that sad moment
And I was a love sickness
That has been left behind
That I was easy to get
And you will easily forget me
You also say that I was just a bad detail
A moment like that which comes and goes

It seems to me that you're talking too much because you're bitter
Because you couldn't dominate my mind or ruin my life
If it were up to you, you wouldn't have left, you would be with me
In the rented house eating tortillas and taking care of a child
But no, you didn't like it
Being in your house
You wanted a lover, you didn't want a husband

And by the way, you didn't even know how to iron
Ah, but you wanted a new car!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

It seems to me that you're talking too much because you're bitter
Because you couldn't dominate my mind or ruin my life
If it were up to you, you wouldn't have left, you would be with me
In the rented house eating tortillas and taking care of a child
But no, you didn't like it
Being in your house
You wanted a lover, you didn't want a husband