Thursday, June 10, 2004
As my friends and I spoke of the evildoings of women, we drank bottle after bottle of alcohol. I was asked to sing, so I sang about women’s betrayal of men.
An older man approached me. He said to me, “I beg you to cease to speak that way of women while in my presence.” I responded, “We’re just talking about how we’ve been done wrong by them. Anybody who does not share our views must have never been betrayed by one.”
In response to that he said…
“I’m one of those men who have paid a high-price for loving a woman. I’ve always been abandoned by them with tears in my eyes and wounds in my heart. However, I would never scold them for it. You see, suffering is a result of loving, and love them we must. Women are God’s gift to men. In fact, the most cherished moments in my life have been spent next to a woman. It’s in our nature to love those divine beings, even if we are to spend the rest of our lives drinking and wishing we hadn’t…”
Mujeres Divinas (Vicente Fernández)
Hablando de mujeres y traiciones
De pronto que se acerca un caballero
Le dije que nosotros simplemente
Me dijó: Yo soy uno de los seres
Mas nunca les reprocho mis heridas
Pudiéramos morir en las cantinas
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