La Potra Que me Tumbo (en inglés)

La Potra Que me Tumbo
I'm hopeful Of one day Remount,
The filly that I lie, She keeps screaming,
appears to be consistent with this that I tie (Bis)
But as you forget If I was the first I
You take a cruise, I let out a bond of love
And take step by step into the yard of passion
Today he is preaching, I already forget me,
The comfort I have is that very cry
She went with the loop But the iron will remain.

I have tried many times to cause the meeting to
see if I forget,
So tear the chest, this bitter feeling,
We confuse the two. (Bis)
I know that everything has changed because she was married,
If it is a sin to love her, I ask forgiveness from God,
Because if I steal, I take it off He also
Do not lose hope, to bring the boom,
The filly that afternoon, I do not know who stole it,
But if it released its tamer look,
Because it is difficult to erase An iron
I put.