Prenda Querida (Un Verde Mesquite)

On the peaks of a green mesquite
Sadly sang a goldfinch
And in its songs so sad they said
How a treacherous love hurts

From what little I could understand
His sorrows are just like mine
Because I, who knew how to love you
Without thinking you would forget me

Come back, come back to my life
See how I suffer from your abandonment
Come back, come back dear beloved
For the past, I forgive you

Hoping you return to me
I will come every moonlit night
Even if it's to desire my punishment
Or simply send me to the grave

Come back, come back to my life
See how I suffer from your abandonment
Come back, come back dear beloved
For the past, I forgive you