Me caso el sábado traducción al Inglés

I'm getting married on Saturday
Forgive me

I can already hear your wedding bells ringing.
You will leave arm in arm with him, there is nothing to add
What does my suffering matter if you have already sold yourself?

Luxurious clothes will be seen at your wedding
You'll pass by there and you won't notice me.
Dressed in poverty, crying in the doorway

For three coins, for three coins
You traded me for three coins
Poor love, which is worth little
There is no one who wants it

For three coins, for three coins
You traded me for three coins
Poor love, which is worth little
There is no one who wants it

I can already hear your wedding bells ringing.
You will lie to him, you will not deceive God.
Because the son who comes will carry my blood
Because the son who comes will carry my blood

I can already hear your wedding bells ringing.
You will lie to him, you will not deceive God.
Because the son who comes will carry my blood
Because the son who comes will carry my blood