De Buena Gana

With good intentions, I really wish
That woman were mine

With great pleasure, I’d welcome her
In my arms, I’d make her sleep

How I like that little dark-skinned girl
If she wanted, I’d make her happy

Oh, if my God would grant her to me
I’d never let her suffer in life

I’m drunk on feelings

No one in the world knows why?

Only my God knows what I feel
What I’ve suffered for that woman

But listen, my friend, don’t be sad
Take the advice I’m giving you

Don’t get too passionate about her
If you can, find another love