La rama del mesquite [English translation]

The twig of the mezquite where you used to wait for me

Since you left it started to dry

Its leaves were green, now they're yellow.

Seems like they realize I'm dead

The twig of the mezquite dies just like I do

My love if you ever visit me again at the graveyard of lovers, don't you cry

My cross will be the twig of the mezquite and that way you'll know how much I loved you

The twig of the mezquite and I will be together, but don't be sad, everything comes to an end

• Artist:Ramón Ayala