El dia que puedas

Now I'm leaving
Don't repeat it to me
I'm picking up
The precise things
To go to a hotel,

The cowboy boots
Levies and shirts
And a couple of pajamas
To not come back,

Now I'm leaving!!
Don't repeat it to me
I'm also tired
Of so many lies
Of not being faithful to you,

Here in this bag
Fits my life
With it on my back
I am free again,

And the day you can
Send me with someone
The beloved things
Of my property,
The book of verses
That I used to read to you
The things that one day
I might miss,