Flor Marchita
Ayer tú me ofrecías
Quererme toda la vida
Decías que yo seria
La reina de tu corazón
La dueña de tu gran amor
Creída en tus palabras
Te entregue mi cariño
Era la flor más hermosa
La más bonita del jardín
Todos querían cortarme
Un cholito traicionero
Logro cortar de mi rama
Florecerás en mi pecho
Ay llorando me decías
No escuche a mi madre
Cuando ella me decía
Vas a llorar vas a sufrir
Olvidando sus consejos
Me fui yo con mi amorcito
Ahora que estoy marchitada
Ya no te quiero me dices
Si he perdido mi hermosura
En tus brazos cholito
Pensaras que estoy perdida
Porque me ves marchitada
Encontraré otro jardinero
Que me cultive con cariño
Florecerá mi hermosura
Y ahí te veré paisanito
Withered Flower
Yesterday you offered me
To love me for a lifetime
You said that I would be
The queen of your heart
The owner of your great love
Believing in your words
I gave you my affection
I was the most beautiful flower
The prettiest in the garden
Everyone wanted to pick me
A treacherous guy
Managed to cut me from my branch
You will bloom in my chest
Oh, crying you told me
I didn't listen to my mother
When she told me
You will cry, you will suffer
Forgetting her advice
I left with my little love
Now that I am withered
You say you don't love me anymore
If I have lost my beauty
In your arms, guy
You might think I am lost
Because you see me withered
I will find another gardener
Who will cultivate me with care
My beauty will bloom
And then I will see you, fellow countryman