Mejor Me Voy

I left slowly
To the quiet embrace of my old horse
After all, I wasn't in a hurry to arrive
The longer it took, the better
So I could do
That the tremor in my body would go away
I never had such a rushed heart and such breathless breath

I didn't know what it was to be in trouble
Until I saw her eyes
To top it off
The doctors from the town arrived at her ranch
And the shiny women in fancy clothes, worth a lot of money
All the folks knew I was knee-deep in it
And there was no lack of polite folks who teased me
Go and serenade her
I'll lend you the guitar
I did fine up to that point, then
Why talk about it?

Maybe for thinking I was a singer
That night I reached her window
I brought a flower in my hat
And in my strings, the Sun of a hundred mornings
The night gave me its Moon and that's how it was
That I dreamed of her in my fortune, but later
I retraced my steps and before mounting, I looked thinking
Maybe she doesn't even want to know that I dream of her love
I'd better go

Maybe for being a dreamer
That night I left without waking her up
Or maybe it was the heart that, impossible, thought
To be able to kiss her
Doubt became cunning from illusion
My song almost caught my reason
Why think about coming back if I only
Have the verse for fortune
Maybe she won't even know
That I almost sang to her
I'd better go