Ya se acabó de la farra el dulce encanto
con que embriagué mi juventud,
aquellas locas correrías
ya se acabaron para nunca más volver.
No soy aquel mocito alegre
que todo a risa lo tomó,
pues voy rumbeando a ser de papacito
a comprar nenes y a ser un “buen señor”.

Supe,
brindar con idolatría,
con cariño y alegría
las ansias de mi querer.
Siempre,
fui noble y fui generoso,
y en mi dorada bohemia
junto al placer vienen los sinsabores,
junto al dolor yo supe de alegrías
y ahora que soy un canto bien rodado
busco el calor del amoroso hogar.

Lindo
refugio de mis amores,
rodeado de hermosas flores
adonde vibra un querer.
Siempre,
yo he de buscar en tu amparo
pa’ mi vejez el reparo,
pa’l dolor el dulce lenitivo
de tu fragante aroma de azucena,
donde está el alma bella, blanca y buena
de esa mujer que es pura como el sol.

Y ahora que soy un mozo grande y serio
que visto smoking y jaquet
que todos me dicen “don Fulano”
me causa espanto, pensar lo que fui ayer...
Ya voy rumbeando para viejo
y hay que sujetar el motor,
para vivir la vida noble y sana
de mi refugio, que es mi sueño de amor.

English translation

The sweet enchantment with which I inebriated my youth
with which I inebriated my youth,
those madcap escapades
are over, never to return.
I'm not that cheerful little boy
who took everything for a laugh,
because I'm on my way to being a daddy.
to buy babies and to be a "good gentleman".

I knew,
to toast with idolatry,
with affection and joy
the yearnings of my love.
I was always,
I was noble and I was generous,
and in my golden bohemia
along with pleasure came sorrows,
next to pain I knew joys
and now that I am a well-rounded song
I seek the warmth of a loving home.

Nice
refuge of my loves,
surrounded by beautiful flowers
where a love vibrates.
Always,
I will seek in your shelter
for my old age the repair,
for the pain the sweet soothing
of your fragrant lily scent,
where is the beautiful, white and good soul
of that woman who is pure as the sun.

And now that I am a big and serious young man
who wears a tuxedo and a jaquet
that everyone calls me "Don Fulano"
it frightens me to think what I was yesterday...
I'm getting older
and you have to hold the engine
to live the noble and healthy life
of my refuge, which is my dream of love.