Me cansé de Rogarle/ I Got Tired Of Begging

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    josewilchez

    Published on Aug 01, 2023
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    Les cuento que estoy buscando y ensayando varios temas para compartirlos con ustedes. Busque y cante varios géneros, como la salsa, cumbia, música llanera, entre otros. Cuando llegaba a mitad del tema, tenia que pasar a otro por que algunas canciones, requieren de mas ensayo, y otras son muy altas para mi timbre de voz.

    Encontré entre los temas que grabo Pedro Infante, Me Canse de Rogarte. Y es el que comparto con ustedes hoy.

    La canción habla de un hombre que le ruega a una mujer para que lo quiera. La Reflexión que saco, al escuchar la letra, es que si a uno no lo quieren en un lugar, pues habrá otro amor, que si lo valore, y lo ame como nadie. Pero en fin, el desamor es lo que quiso expresar el autor de la canción, lo bueno es que llego el momento y se canso de rogar amor.

    Comparto la versión de Pedro Infante.

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    I am looking for and rehearsing several songs to share with you. I searched and sang several genres, such as salsa, cumbia, llanera music, among others. When I got to the middle of the song, I had to move on to another one because some songs require more rehearsal, and others are too high for my voice timbre.

    I found among the songs recorded by Pedro Infante, Me Canse de Rogarte. And it is the one I share with you today.

    The song talks about a man who begs a woman to love him. The reflection I get, listening to the lyrics, is that if you are not loved in a place, there will be another love, that if you value it, and love you like no one else. But in the end, the lack of love is what the author of the song wanted to express, the good thing is that the time came and he got tired of begging for love.

    I share Pedro Infante's version.

    https://images.ecency.com/p/mXkfdToSwHy1F6xC7iNSf4gD4njuiH2TJnH2d9a7sjEgsxpt7CEU4CCztgbsbyjNH6j7G2kGQrTz4oNJcKXfc7GAbnxKpAHKhba97oSqs.webp?format=webp&mode=fit

    https://images.ecency.com/p/mXkfdToSwHy1F6xC7iNSf4gD4njuiH2TJnH2d9a7sjEgsxpt7CEU4CCztgbsbyjNH6j7G2kGQrTz4oNJcKXfc7GAbnxKpAHKhba97oSqs.webp?format=webp&mode=fit

    Otro grande de la canción quien la grabarla fue, Vicente Fernández, comparto su versión tambien.

    Another great of the song who recorded it was Vicente Fernandez, I share his version as well.

    https://images.ecency.com/p/mXkfdToSwHy1F6xC7iNSf4gD4njuiH2TJnH2d9a7sjEgsxpt7CEU4CCztgbsbyjNH6j7G2kGQrTz4oNJcKXfc7GAbnxKpAHKhba97oSqs.webp?format=webp&mode=fit

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    Comparto la letra de la canción tomada de

    Me cansé de rogarle
    Me cansé de decirle
    Que yo, sin ella, de pena muero
    Ya no quiso escucharme
    Si sus labios se abrieron
    Fue pa' decirme: Ya no te quiero

    Yo sentí que mi vida
    Se perdía en un abismo
    Profundo y negro, como mi suerte
    Quise hallar el olvido
    Al estilo Jalisco
    Pero aquellos mariachis y aquel tequila
    Me hicieron llorar

    Me cansé de rogarle
    Con el llanto en los ojos
    Alcé mi copa y brindé por ella
    No podía despreciarme
    Era el último brindis
    De un bohemio con una reina

    Los mariachis callaron
    De mi mano, sin fuerza
    Cayó mi copa, sin darme cuenta
    Ella quiso quedarse
    Cuando vio mi tristeza
    Pero ya estaba escrito que aquella noche
    Perdiera su amor

    I share the lyrics of the song taken from

    I got tired of begging him
    I got tired of telling her
    That without her, I die of grief
    She would no longer listen to me
    If her lips opened
    It was to tell me: I don't love you anymore

    I felt that my life
    Was lost in an abyss
    Deep and black, like my fate
    I wanted to find oblivion
    Jalisco style
    But those mariachis and that tequila
    Made me cry

    I got tired of begging
    With tears in my eyes
    I raised my glass and toasted her
    I couldn't despise myself
    It was the last toast
    Of a bohemian with a queen

    The mariachis fell silent
    From my hand, without strength
    My glass fell, without realizing it
    She wanted to stay
    When she saw my sadness
    But it was already written that night
    I would lose her love

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