Al final del camino [English translation]

If we have to break up

at the end of the road,

let's don't make more reproachs

to the tracherous past;

give me these hours,

let yourself to feel mine

for me to think that you love me

the same way I love you.

And once you are gone,

don't pronounce my name,

don't look into my eyes,

neither say good-bye to me;

leave me your memories

and take along my life.

What else can offer you

my poor heart?

And once you are gone,

don't pronounce my name,

don't look into my eyes,

neither say good-bye to me,

leave me your memories

and take along my life.

What else can offer you

my poor heart?

• Artist:Vicente Fernández