Hello friends, on this occasion I bring you another ranchera named "I'm Tired of Begging Him" beautiful that Pedro Infante played among other great singers, although I am a little hoarse, did not prevent me from being able to sing with pleasure for the #hive.
Me Cansé de Rogarle
Pedro Infante
Me cansé de rogarle,
me cansé de decirle
que yo sin ella,
de pena muero,
No queria escucharme,
si sus labios se abrieron
fué pa' decirme
ya no te quiero.
Yo sentí que mi vida
se perdía en un abismo
profundo y negro,
como mi suerte
quise hallar el olvido
al estilo Jalisco
pero aquellos mariachis
y aquel tequila,
me hicieron llorar.
Me cansé de rogarle
con el llanto en los ojos
alcé mi copa
y brindé por ella,
no podía despreciarme,
era el ùltimo brindis
de un bohemio
por una reina.
Los mariachis callaron,
de mi mano, sin fuerza,
cayó mi copa
sin darme cuenta,
ella quizo quedarse
cuando vió mi tristeza.
pero ya estaba escrito
que aquella noche
perdiera su amor.
I'm Tired of Begging Him
Pedro Infante
I'm tired of begging him,
I'm tired of telling him
than me without her
sorrow I die,
He didn't want to listen to me.
if his lips opened
was to tell me
I don't love you anymore.
I felt that my life
got lost in an abyss
deep and black
like my luck
I wanted to find oblivion
Jalisco style
but those mariachis
and that tequila
made me cry
I'm tired of begging him.
with crying in his eyes
I eded my glass
and I toasted it
I couldn't despise myself,
was the last toast
of a bohemian
by a queen.
The mariachis shut up,
out of my hand, without force,
dropped my cup
without realizing it,
she wanted to stay
when he saw my sadness.
But it was already written
that night
lose his love.