La Cama de Piedra [English translation]

The bed must be made from stone,

the pillows must be made from stone

the woman who loves me

must really, really love me.

oh, oh, love

why don't you love?

I came into the room1

I asked the president:

If it's a crime to love you

if so, sentence me to death.

oh, oh, love

why don't you love?

The day that they kill me

let it be done with five shots

and let me be close to you

so that I can die in your arms.

oh, oh, love

why don't you love?

I want a serape for a coffin

my cartridge belts for a cross

and engrave my tombstone

a final goodbye with a thousand bullets.

oh, oh, love

why don't you love?

1. where the crime was committed.

• Artist:Cuco Sánchez
• Album:Guitarras, Lloren Guitarras LP (1965)