Español

Cualquier cosa resultaste
para que un hombre derecho
tu maldad tomara a pecho
entregándose al "splin".

Con tu acción me comprobaste
lo que de ti suponía
que tu amor me sonreía
para lograr otro fin.

Loca mía,
alma cruel y atravesada
por tu artera puñalada
toda mi dicha perdí.

Quién diría
que tu corazón tan terco
te volviera flor de cerco
y no encanto para mí.

(Instrumental)

(Unsung part)
Tus divinos ojos verdes
mezcla de mar y de cielo
han dejado un desconsuelo
que amargo mi corazón.

Quiera Dios que no te acuerdes
de volver ya que te fuiste
porque el daño que me hiciste
no merece mi perdón.

Loca mía,
alma cruel y atravesada
por tu artera puñalada
toda mi dicha perdí.

Quién diría
que tu pensamiento terco
te volviera flor de cerco
y no encanto para mí.

English 

You ended up doing whatever
to make an upright man
take your wickedness to heart,
surrendering himself to the blues.

With your actions, you proved to me
what I had suspected all along:
that your love smiled upon me
only to achieve some other end.

My mad love,
cruel soul—pierced
by your treacherous stab—
I lost all my happiness.

Who would have thought
that your stubborn mind
would turn you into a wild, unreachable bloom
rather than a delight for me?

(Instrumental)

(Unsung part)
Your divine green eyes—
a blend of sea and sky—
have left behind a sorrow
that has embittered my heart.

God grant you never think
of returning, now that you’ve left,
for the harm you caused me
does not deserve my forgiveness.

My mad love,
cruel soul—pierced
by your treacherous stab—
I lost all my happiness.

Who would have thought
that your stubborn mind
would turn you into a wild, unreachable bloom
rather than a delight for me?

Español

Cualquier cosa resultaste
para que un hombre derecho
tu maldad tomara a pecho
entregándose al "splin".

Con tu acción me comprobaste
lo que de ti suponía
que tu amor me sonreía
para lograr otro fin.

Loca mía,
alma cruel y atravesada
por tu artera puñalada
toda mi dicha perdí.

Quién diría
que tu pensamiento terco
te volviera flor de cerco
y no encanto para mí.

(Instrumental)

(Unsung part)
Tus divinos ojos verdes
mezcla de mar y de cielo
han dejado un desconsuelo
que amargo mi corazón.

Quiera Dios que no te acuerdes
de volver ya que te fuiste
porque el daño que me hiciste
no merece mi perdón.

Loca mía,
alma cruel y atravesada
por tu artera puñalada
toda mi dicha perdí.

Quién diría
que tu pensamiento terco
te volviera flor de cerco
y no encanto para mí.

English 

You ended up doing whatever
to make an upright man
take your wickedness to heart,
surrendering himself to the blues.

With your actions, you proved to me
what I had suspected all along:
that your love smiled upon me
only to achieve some other end.

My mad love,
cruel soul—pierced
by your treacherous stab—
I lost all my happiness.

Who would have thought
that your stubborn mind
would turn you into a wild, unreachable bloom
rather than a delight for me?

(Instrumental)

(Unsung part)
Your divine green eyes—
a blend of sea and sky—
have left behind a sorrow
that has embittered my heart.

God grant you never think
of returning, now that you’ve left,
for the harm you caused me
does not deserve my forgiveness.

My mad love,
cruel soul—pierced
by your treacherous stab—
I lost all my happiness.

Who would have thought
that your stubborn mind
would turn you into a wild, unreachable bloom
rather than a delight for me?

Español

Cualquier cosa resultaste
para que un hombre derecho
tu maldad tomara a pecho
entregándose al "splin".

Con tu acción me comprobaste
lo que de ti suponía
que tu amor me sonreía
para lograr otro fin.

(Instrumental)

English 

You ended up doing whatever
to make an upright man
take your wickedness to heart,
surrendering himself to the blues.

With your actions, you proved to me
what I had suspected all along:
that your love smiled upon me
only to achieve some other end.

(Instrumental)

Español

Cualquier cosa resultaste
para que un hombre derecho
tu maldad tomara a pecho
entregándose al "splin".

Con tu acción me comprobaste
lo que de ti suponía
que tu amor me sonreía
para lograr otro fin.

Loca mía,
alma cruel y atravesada
por tu artera puñalada
toda mi dicha perdí.

Quién diría
que tu pensamiento terco
te volviera flor de cerco
y no encanto para mí.

Tus divinos ojos verdes
mezcla de mar y de cielo
han dejado un desconsuelo
que amargo mi corazón.

Quiera Dios que no te acuerdes
de volver ya que te fuiste
porque el daño que me hiciste
no merece mi perdón.

Loca mía,
alma cruel y atravesada
por tu artera puñalada
toda mi dicha perdí.

Quién diría
que tu pensamiento terco
te volviera flor de cerco
y no encanto para mí.

English 

You ended up doing whatever
to make an upright man
take your wickedness to heart,
surrendering himself to the blues.

With your actions, you proved to me
what I had suspected all along:
that your love smiled upon me
only to achieve some other end.

My mad love,
cruel soul—pierced
by your treacherous stab—
I lost all my happiness.

Who would have thought
that your stubborn mind
would turn you into a wild, unreachable bloom
rather than a delight for me?

Your divine green eyes—
a blend of sea and sky—
have left behind a sorrow
that has embittered my heart.

God grant you never think
of returning, now that you’ve left,
for the harm you caused me
does not deserve my forgiveness.

My mad love,
cruel soul—pierced
by your treacherous stab—
I lost all my happiness.

Who would have thought
that your stubborn mind
would turn you into a wild, unreachable bloom
rather than a delight for me?