Chonita
Chonita tiene un cotorro
Que es el tormento de su corazón
Le dice: Vidita, mi cielo
Mi rorro, mi güero, mi dulce pasión
El loro jamás le hace caso
No le hecha ni un lazo por castigador
Y chonita dentro de un jarrito
Recoge las lágrimas de su dolor
Desde que te divisé
Con tu precioso pico
Yo con locura pensé
Ese cotorro es mi tipo
Pero ni cuenta te das
De que te quiero tanto
Huyes de mi, te entripas nomás
Remedas mi triste llanto
En el correo mayor
Puse un certificado
Una misiva de amor
Con el filito dorado
Y te comiste el papel
Sin dejar ni una hoja
Eres muy cruel, no quieres leer
Las letras de mi congoja
Creo que me voy a morir
Porque no me haces caso
El corazón que te di
Ya lo quebraste en pedazos
Pero es inútil fingir
Tu ingratitud me mata
Andale dime dime que sí
Lorito dame la pata
Chonita
Chonita has a parrot
That is the torment of her heart
It says to her: My dear, my sky
My baby, my blondie, my sweet passion
The parrot never pays attention to her
Doesn't even throw her a glance as a punishment
And Chonita inside a little jar
Collects the tears of her pain
Since I saw you
With your precious beak
I crazily thought
That parrot is my type
But you don't even realize
How much I love you
You run away from me, you just trip
Mimicking my sad cry
In the main post office
I sent a certified
A love letter
With the golden edge
And you ate the paper
Leaving not a single sheet
You are so cruel, you don't want to read
The words of my anguish
I think I'm going to die
Because you don't pay attention to me
The heart I gave you
You already broke it into pieces
But it's useless to pretend
Your ingratitude kills me
Come on, tell me, tell me yes
Little parrot, give me your paw