Decile Que Vuelva (feat. Alberto Castillo)

Just now I realize
All the good
All the holy
Of that woman

Poor little woman
Who in the frenzy
Of my crazy days
Stopped loving

Tell him, brother
That I keep bunches
Of kisses so pure
That he won't believe
To pluck them
In his beautiful eyes
Crying by his side
With joy and pleasure

Tell him to come back
So only
I can redeem myself
From my bad action
With a good kiss
To place on my forehead
I will know if he grants me
His longed-for forgiveness

Tell him to come back
To forget the past
My bitter
Shameful and vile past

Tell him to come back
Bring her to me, brother
That now I understand
How foolish I was