El Coplero
Miguel Aceves Mejía
The Balladeer
Sailing on a board
Where love fades away
Where love fades away
Sailing on a board.
A little bird in a cage said
He who suffers from love
He who suffers from love
Even talks to the stones.
You’re a daisy flower
That bloomed in the best
That bloomed in the best
You’re a daisy flower
What I ask of you, darling
Is to keep your honor clean
That stain won’t come off
Even if you die of love.
Love is a burning fire
That consumes and seeps through
That consumes and seeps through
Love is a burning fire.
I understand simply
That even if a woman is classy
That even if a woman is classy
She’s never at peace.
Cupid painting with ink
With the ink he paints and sings
With the ink he paints and sings
Cupid painting with ink
And to paint the canvas
You don’t need that much
With just a little ink you paint
The woman who’s meant to be pure.
Goodbye if I leave singing
My sorrow and my joy
My sorrow and my joy
Goodbye if I leave singing
But I’m leaving consoled
That I’ll see you someday
That I’ll see you someday
Enjoying my caresses.
