Do not come late…. you say to me with affection
Never making a fuss you ask me softly
Do not come late… I pray to God that in the end
Your heart still keeps… a little love for me
You know well that I am going to another woman
That she also holds me
That I only do what she wants
You are feeling that I lie to you and am a coward
But you know to say, smiling
My love do not come late
Do not come late… you tell me without bitterness
When your heart burns… in the fire of jealousy
Do not come late… you tell me from the window
I always come later because I can not escape her.
You know well that I am going to another woman
That she also holds me
That I only do what she wants
No joy, I confess, I'm afraid
That you will tell me one day
My love do not come early
Ironically, because you never know where you're going
I may arrive early on some days and late on others