La Resentida

If my black woman leaves me
I will cry all my life.
They say she doesn't forgive me,
the resentful one, the resentful one.

I will cry for my sad fate
if her love forgets me
I was born to love you
all my life, all my life.

Poor my heart,
tired of crying.
Seeks in my chest for calmness,
mistress of my soul, mistress of my soul.

Seeks in my chest for calmness,
mistress of my soul, and my heart.

For I have a love absent,
that's why she's resentful.
Don't listen to people,
dear woman, dear woman.

They have told you that I don't love you,
that's why you're resentful.
If I die for your love,
all my life, all my life.