La Desentendida

Oh, don't blame me if you happen to see me crying
Don't blame me if you see me drunk
Blame Merce who knows about my failure
She knows my pain and lives despising me

She acts like she doesn't understand
She doesn't want to be convinced
And Merce is to blame
For hurting my wound

If anyone goes to the plate, tell my mother
To put on the black dress because I'm dying here
She ignores the despise they're showing her son
She should ask for my name in the cemeteries of the valley

I'm going to take poison
I'm going to challenge death
And here luck ends
And the love of a good man