Cueca del amor

The love you gave me, oh, yes, yes,
my life turned into a tough chain, oh, no, no.
It stole my thoughts, oh, yes, yes,
my life left me with bitterness, oh, no, no.
The love you gave me, oh, yes, yes.

That tyrant love of yours
I no longer want,
because my eyes are
on another sky, oh, yes, yes.
That tyrant love of yours
I no longer want, oh, yes, yes.

In another sky, yes,
black dove;
my thoughts run
through other hills, oh, no, no.

Go on, tyrant love,
deceiver.