La Presumida
Miguel Aceves Mejía
The Conceited One
Apple bird, take me to pick apples,
Take me to pick apples,
Apple bird.
How do you want me to cut them,
If you don't lower the branch?
How do you want me to cut them,
If you don't lower the branch?
Conceited one, conceited one,
Stop pretending to be asleep,
Stop pretending to be asleep,
Conceited one, conceited one.
Conceited one, conceited one,
You will be my favorite,
You will be my favorite,
Conceited one, conceited one.
In the field, the watermelon
Turns green with the rain,
Turns green with the rain,
In the field, the watermelon.
A love that I had left,
What little pain that is
I found another on the same day
That I didn't expect, it looks like.
Conceited one, conceited one,
Stop pretending to be asleep,
Stop pretending to be asleep,
Conceited one, conceited one.
I'm leaving my life behind
And crying for you
And crying for you
Goodbye, life of my life,
You will be my favorite!```
