Tres Ramitas

What do they care about what they say about my life
I love her as long as God grants it to me
What does it matter if they tell me she's very false
I loved her and I still do

If by chance I couldn't be happy here
where your caresses are found
I would go to the glory of the saints
there I would find you very calm

The shadow of the trees
those three little branches are already growing
that I planted one day will reach the clouds
there they will deliver their blooming

If one day you don't see me with another
wait for me, I will return one day
then my love of my life
I will be with you again