Бесса Мэ... [Besa me...] [English translation]

Today I am as sorrowful as my guitar

Black velvet is draped over mirrors

Today, boy, you will grow old with me

You will give me your strength and forget me forever.

Forgive me, guitar, forgive me

Farewell, guitar

Keep ringing, keep playing, guitar

The last string was about to break, it was singing and singing and singing:

Besame mucho

Besame mucho

Yesterday we thought there was too little music

Now there is none, the silence has strangled [it? us?]

Keep ringing, keep playing, forgive and forget me, my guitar

We have been broken, and they will break you too.

Forgive me, guitar, forgive me

Farewell, guitar

Keep ringing, keep playing, guitar

Pour me some wine, boy, it's unbearable!

Besame mucho

Besame mucho.

• Artist:Agatha Christie