Corazones Partidos

Broken hearts, I don't want them.
Broken hearts, I don't want them.
When I give mine, I give it whole.
When I give mine, I give it whole.
Oh, oh, from me.

I give it whole yes, Chilean style
with the tip of the handkerchief, the jingles.

The jingles yes, who would have thought
that such a fiery love would fade away yes,
oh, oh, oh.

Now, now, now, bad payer.

Crossing the stream of Santa Clara
your ring fell into the water.

To retrieve the ring I found a treasure,
a silver Virgin and a golden Christ.

A golden Christ yes
if it's my destiny
always dancing cuecas, drinking wine yes,
oh, oh, oh.

Now, now, now, bad payer.