Mi Rosalbita

When I met you
I suffered with your indifference
As if the law of reward never existed
So that it would make me happy

If I start to remember
The hours go by
Like storm clouds
That the wind carries away
Without a final goal

Your memory lives in me
Inside my heart, my little rose
Like a carnation and jasmine
And a charming aroma are your caresses
For me to live happily, full of satisfaction
All my life

Sometimes I listen to those mournful songs
And I compare you to a sea of feelings
Poncho and Emiliano, my partying friends
Are faithful witnesses to express what I feel

There are in life reasons for great nostalgia
And feelings when one is sentimental
When a human being falls in love with the soul
These are things, compadres, that will never be forgotten

Just like the hummingbird
Would walk from branch to branch
The nectar of your aromas
Is in your red lips
And I would stay in them

If I start to remember
The kisses and your caresses
The tenderness in you I find
I love you for that reason, I suffer
From moral sentiment

Next to the seashores
Burning under the sun
We would live together
With your charming being
So I could paint you, I would be a painter
And thus be able to draw
With the brush of love
My bride

I am convinced as the days go by
That only in you I find the love I lack
If your feelings are those of a good girl
My noble affection you also deserved

If one day I sing to you just at the foot of your window
A serenade with all my heart
I believe time wouldn't be enough to finish it
Because moved, I would cry until my accordion