Cien Años - Mijares, Pedro Infante

Pasastes a mi lado

con gran indiferencia,

tus ojos ni siquiera

voltearon hacia mí.

Te vi sin que me vieras,

te hablé sin que me oyeras

y toda mi amargura

se ahogó dentro de mí.

Me duele hasta la vida,

saber que me olvidastes,

pensar que ni desprecios

merezca yo de ti,

Y sin embargo, sigues

unida a mí existencia,

y si vivo cien años,

cien años pienso en ti.

you walked by my side

with great indifference,

not even your eyes

they turned to me.

I saw you without you seeing me,

I spoke to you without you hearing me

and all my bitterness

it drowned inside of me.

It hurts me to life,

know that you forgot me,

to think that neither contempt

I deserve from you

And yet you continue

attached to my existence,

and if I live a hundred years,

a hundred years I think of you.