I’m counting on the days when I’ll have you,
You’ll lie within my arms, trembling with love.
And I’m not counting all the times
You broke my heart, or times I hurt you.
I’m counting days till I’m with you,
We’ll count a million twilights close together,
And it won’t count if I don’t care,
If I don’t care, or if you love me.
Perhaps you think I’m just a fool,
Or crazy, or bet it all and lost it,
‘Cause counting’s what I do,
I’m counting that one day, your heart forgives me.
With this deluded, foolish heart,
In which you live for free forever,
Because you are my only love,
Or better still, my love that’s priceless.
This is a lovely song by Vincente Fernandez. It is not a literal version of that song -- Google Translate can do that for you -- but I've tried to make it sing-able and I've tried to keep the spirit as much as possible. Gringos need to find the great Chente and start appreciating him too!