La Botas del Charro - José Alfredo Jiménez

Cuánto tiempo busque tu cariño

Y andube borracho

Borracho perdido

De tanto quererte

Yo me acuerdo que estaba chiquillo

Y no iba a la escuela

Por que no aguantaba

Seis horas sin verte

Siempre juntos;

creció mi cariño

Y un día me gritastes

«¡Me gustan los hombres

Me aburren los niños!»

Y ahi te voy, a quebrar mi destino

Y en una cantina

Cambié mis canicas

Por copas de vino

Qué coraje me daba conmigo:

No tenia bigotes

Ni traia pistolas

Ni andaba a caballo

Qué coraje me daba conmigo:

Yo andaba descalzo

Y a ti te gustaban

Las botas de charro

Fui dejando que el tiempo pasara

Luché contra todo

Sentí que los años

Caían en mi espalda

Y una noche, que no te esperaba

Rompiste el silencio

Y le distes un beso

A mi boca cerrada

No te pude decir que te fueras

Ni quise que vieras

Que estube escribiendo

Mil veces tu nombre

Sólo se que te puse en mis brazos;

Dejé que mi orgullo

Se hiciera pedazos

Al fin ya era un hombre

Qué coraje me daba conmigo:

No tenia bigotes

Ni traia pistolas

Ni andaba a caballo

Qué coraje me daba conmigo:

Yo andaba descalzo

Y a ti te gustaban

Las botas de charro

How long I looked for your love

And I was drunk

lost drunk

from loving you so much

I remember I was a kid

And I didn't go to school

Why couldn't I hold on?

six hours without seeing you

Always together;

my love grew

And one day you yelled at me

"I like men

Children bore me!”

And there I go, to break my destiny

and in a canteen

I changed my marbles

by glasses of wine

What courage he gave me with myself:

I didn't have mustaches

I didn't even bring pistols

I didn't even ride a horse

What courage he gave me with myself:

I was barefoot

and you liked them

The charro boots

I was letting time pass

I fought against everything

I felt that the years

They fell on my back

And one night, I wasn't expecting you

you broke the silence

and you gave him a kiss

to my closed mouth

I couldn't tell you to leave

I didn't want you to see

What was I writing?

a thousand times your name

I only know that I put you in my arms;

I let my pride

to pieces

At last he was a man

What courage he gave me with myself:

I didn't have mustaches

I didn't even bring pistols

I didn't even ride a horse

What courage he gave me with myself:

I was barefoot

and you liked them

The charro boots