Cualquier cosa resultaste
Para que un hombre derecho
Tu maldad tomara a pecho
Entregándose al esplin
Con tu acción me comprobaste
Lo que de ti suponía,
Que tu amor me sonreía
Para lograr otro fin.

Loca mía,
Alma cruel y atravesada,
Por tu artera puñalada
Toda mi dicha perdí.
Quién diría
Que tu pensamiento terco
Te volviera flor de cerco
Y no encanto para mí.

Tus divinos ojos verdes,
Mezcla de mar y de cielo,
Han dejado un desconsuelo
Que amargó a mi corazón.
Ruegue Dios que no te acuerdes
De volver ya que te fuiste
Porque el daño que me hiciste
No merece mi perdón.

Loca mía,
Alma cruel y atravesada,
Por tu artera puñalada
Toda mi dicha perdí.
Quién diría
Que tu pensamiento terco
Te volviera flor de cerco
Y no encanto para mí.

You turned out to be a cheap thing
So that an honest man
Would take your evil to heart,
Surrendering himself to spleen.
Your behavior proved to me
What I guessed about you,
That you smiled at me with the face of love
To reach a different goal.

My crazy one,
Cruel, capricious soul,
Because of your cheating stab
I lost all my happiness.
Who could have imagined
That your stubborn thoughts
Would change you into a weed,
Nothing of charm for me!

Your divine green eyes,
A blend of sea and sky,
Have brought me a sorrow
That made my heart bitter.
I pray to God you forget
About coming back, now that you left me,
Because the harm you brought to me
Does not deserve that I forgive you.

My crazy one,
Cruel, capricious soul,
Because of your cheating stab
I lost all my happiness.
Who could have imagined
That your stubborn thoughts
Would change you into a weed,
Nothing of charm for me!