El Pañuelito
Aquí van los recuerdos
Oye que de mis tristes amores
Por la que sufrí tanto
Un ramito de flores
Y tu pañuelo blanco
Ramito de flores
Y tu pañuelito blanco
Que me da pena mostrarte
Tu pañuelito blanco
Porque con el te secastes, te acuerda maria linda
Cuando estabas llorando
Y como ya no me quieres, ya no te quiero
Ahi van tus cartas y tu pañuelo
Que perfumadas y vivas
Tu me mandastes la flores
No te estrañes si llegan marchitas
Que asi estan mis amores
Y como ya no me quieres, morena linda
Ya no te quiero
Por eso ahi te mando tus cartas
Como febril tu pañuelo
Tanto tanto que sufri, con esta negra consuelo
Por eso, por eso, por eso ya no te quiero
Por eso ya no te quiero
The Handkerchief
Here come the memories
Listen to my sad loves
For the one I suffered so much
A little bouquet of flowers
And your white handkerchief
Bouquet of flowers
And your little white handkerchief
I feel embarrassed to show you
Your white handkerchief
Because with it you dried your tears, do you remember Maria linda
When you were crying
And since you don't love me anymore, I don't love you anymore
There go your letters and your handkerchief
How fragrant and alive
You sent me the flowers
Don't be surprised if they arrive wilted
That's how my loves are
And since you don't love me anymore, beautiful brunette
I don't love you anymore
That's why I'm sending you back your letters
As feverish as your handkerchief
So much that I suffered, with this black consolation
That's why, that's why, that's why I don't love you anymore
That's why I don't love you anymore