I undserstand that you wouldn´t want to listen to me,
I don´t deserve this coldness
from your eyes, your lips, your body,
but never to be forgotten.
Cursed be the hour, I didn´t think straight.
I failed you, and I repent.
And it is because of it that I ask for forgiveness
my hear laid open and bare.
I´m not a bad man,
even though I erred.
I swear I love you,
and you know that well.
You´ll end my life
if, someday, you go away
because of my foolishness.
I´m not a bad man,
I made a mistake.
Punish me if you want
but, please.
Not even for an instant
think about leaving me,
swear to me that you won´t.
Play the bachata for me, girl.
(Repeat)