Me Cansé de Rogarle Pedro Infante (English Translation) Lyrics

I got tired of begging her
I got tired of telling her
That I, without her, die of sorrow
She didn’t want to listen anymore
If her lips parted
It was to tell me: I don’t love you anymore

I felt like my life
Was getting lost in an abyss
Deep and dark, like my luck
I wanted to find forgetfulness
In the Jalisco style
But those mariachis and that tequila
Made me cry

I got tired of begging her
With tears in my eyes
I raised my glass and toasted to her
She couldn’t reject me
It was the last toast
From a bohemian to a queen

The mariachis fell silent
My hand, without strength
My glass fell, without me realizing it
She wanted to stay
When she saw my sadness
But it was already written that that night
I would lose her love