Debajo Del Parral

Just like everything was there in the yard, under the grapevine
Where proudly blooms the rose that I kissed with her cherry lips

That kiss was fatal! As another chest blinded by passion
Shattered her unfaithful heart right next to the old grapevine

My sweet illusion died, will no longer come to offer me love
Goodbye, the gentle song, everything is dead except the pain!
No hope will shine because my heart also died
Goodbye, the gentle song, everything is dead except the pain!