Amor de Mis Amores - La Sonora Dinamita, Margarita

No te asombres si te digo lo que fuiste

Un ingrato con mi pobre corazón

Porque el fuego de tus lindos ojos negros

Alumbraron el camino de otro amor

Y pensar que te adoraba tiernamente

Que a tu lado como nunca me sentí

Y por esas cosas raras de la vida

Sin el beso de tu boca yo me vi

Amor de mis amores, amor mío, ¿qué me hiciste?

Que no puedo conformarme sin poderte contemplar

Ya que pagaste mal a mi cariño tan sincero

Lo que conseguirás que no te nombre nunca más

Amor de mis amores, si dejaste de quererme

No hay cuidado, que la gente de eso no se enterará

Qué gano con decir que un hombre cambió mi suerte

Se burlarán de mí, que nadie sepa mi sufrir

No te asombres si te digo lo que fuiste

Un ingrato con mi pobre corazón

Porque el fuego de tus lindos ojos negros

Alumbraron el camino de otro amor

Y pensar que te adoraba tiernamente

Que a tu lado como nunca me sentí

Y por esas cosas raras de la vida

Sin el beso de tu boca yo me vi

Amor de mis amores, si dejaste de quererme

No hay cuidado, que la gente de eso no se enterará

Qué gano con decir que un hombre cambió mi suerte

Se burlarán de mí, que nadie sepa mi sufrir

Moriré de amor, sin que nadie sepa mi sufrir

Amor de mis amores, si dejaste de quererme

No hay cuidado, que la gente de eso no se enterará

Qué gano con decir que un hombre cambió mi suerte

Se burlarán de mí, que nadie sepa mi sufrir

Don't be surprised if I tell you what you were

An ingrate with my poor heart

Because the fire of your pretty black eyes

They lit the path of another love

And to think that I adored you tenderly

That by your side like I never felt

And for those rare things in life

Without the kiss of your mouth I saw myself

Love of my loves, my love, what did you do to me?

That I can't be satisfied without being able to contemplate you

Since you paid my love so sincere

What you will achieve is that he will never name you again

Love of my loves, if you stopped loving me

There is no care, that people will not find out about it

What do I gain by saying that a man changed my luck

They will make fun of me, that nobody knows my suffering

Don't be surprised if I tell you what you were

An ingrate with my poor heart

Because the fire of your pretty black eyes

They lit the path of another love

And to think that I adored you tenderly

That by your side like I never felt

And for those rare things in life

Without the kiss of your mouth I saw myself

Love of my loves, if you stopped loving me

There is no care, that people will not find out about it

What do I gain by saying that a man changed my luck

They will make fun of me, that nobody knows my suffering

I will die of love, without anyone knowing my suffering

Love of my loves, if you stopped loving me

There is no care, that people will not find out about it

What do I gain by saying that a man changed my luck

They will make fun of me, that nobody knows my suffering