Aquel Amor
Llegó el muchacho aquel de nuevo al pueblo
Verdad que la novia fue lo primero
La citó y siguió bebiendo pa esperar la hora
Y aquella muchachita pueblerina
Que de ser novia de él vivía engreída
Ansiosa decidida y con orgullo
Hizo todo lo que pudo pero no se vieron
Y fué verdad no pudo salir yo se lo exigí
Le mandé razón, que era obligación
Intransigente porque había tomado
Y le mandé a decir en un papel
Puedes escoger porque yo me voy
No nos vemos hoy, y pudes dar todo por terminado
Volví al poco tiempo entonces cumplí mis palabras
Yo no le escribí ni le hablaba, y de ella no hacía ni mención
Y ella sin embargo, que quizás era la agraviada
Me mandaba razón y nada, y el romance al fin se acabó
La misma paisanita puritana
Al cabo de unos años ya educacda
La encontré mientras paseaba muy lejos del pueblo
Con aire de ciudad y tan cambiada
Dudé de su moral la vi tan rara
Apenas creo que si se le notaba
Que a mi encuentro recordaba sus amores viejos
Y claro fue mi novia otra vez, porque la busqué
Y ella ansiosa igual, sin pensar jamás
Que habían barreras que nos ponían lejos
Me da cariño, amor, frenesí
Quien pudiera más, sin embargo a mi
No me sabe igual, tiene malicia ya no sabe a pueblo
Porque no es aquella del ambiente, ahora esta chapeada
Si era linda y no se pintaba, si era sobria y original
Borracho destino, una vez no aprecié de aquella
Es distinta pero ella es buena, no me obligues a claudicar
Porque claudicar
That Love
The young man arrived back in town
Truth is the girlfriend was the first
He called her and continued drinking to wait for the hour
And that village girl
Who lived conceited to be his girlfriend
Anxious, determined, and proud
She did everything she could but they didn't see each other
And it was true, he couldn't come out, I demanded it
I sent him a message, it was an obligation
Intransigent because he had been drinking
And I sent word on a paper
You can choose because I'm leaving
We won't see each other today, and you can consider everything finished
I returned shortly after, then I kept my word
I didn't write to him or speak to him, and I didn't even mention her
And she, however, who perhaps was the offended one
Sent me messages and nothing, and the romance finally ended
The same pure country girl
After a few years already educated
I found her while walking far from the town
With a city air and so changed
I doubted her morals, she seemed so strange
I barely believe that it was noticeable
That she remembered her old loves when she saw me
And of course, she was my girlfriend again, because I looked for her
And she was just as eager, never thinking
That there were barriers that kept us apart
She gives me affection, love, frenzy
Who could do more, however to me
It doesn't taste the same, it has malice, it no longer tastes like the village
Because she's not the one from that environment, now she's all dressed up
If she was pretty and didn't wear makeup, if she was sober and original
Drunk fate, once I didn't appreciate that
She's different but she's good, don't make me give in
Because to give in