Lyrics of Sus Ojitos - Pedro Infante

Sus Ojitos (original)

Que bonitos que son sus ojitos
Que parecen puntitos de vida
No permita que así me despida
Sin haberle jurado mi amor
Son chiquitos pero re’bonitos
Y entreabiertos parecen rendija
Yo no quiero que nunca se aflijan
Sus ojitos llenitos de sol
Sus ojitos al mirarme me jugaron una chanza
Y ahora traigo la esperanza de podermelos robar
Me la quero llevar pa' mi casa
Pa' cantarle y pa’darle la lata
Con mi brazo le hare una alcayata
Pa' llevarla conmigo a pasear
Quero verla tortiando la maza
Y apurarle al frijol con huazontle
Quero verla cargando un escuincle
Que muy pronto me diga papa
Que en lo macho se parezca
Nada menos que a su padre
Y que saque de su madre ese modo de mirar
Quero verla tortiando la maza
Y apurarle al frijol con huazontle
Quero verla cargando un escuincle
Que muy pronto me diga papa

(translation)

How beautiful are his eyes
that look like points of life
Don't let me say goodbye like this
Without having sworn my love
They are small but they are pretty
And half-open they look like a crack
I don't want them to never grieve
His little eyes full of sun
His little eyes when looking at me played a trick on me
And now I bring the hope of being able to steal them
I want to take her to my house
To sing to him and to give him the can
With my arm I will make a spike
To take her with me for a walk
I want to see her roasting the mace
And rush the bean with huazontle
I want to see her carrying a escuincle
That very soon dad tell me
That she in the male she looks like
none other than his father
And that she take from her mother that way of looking
I want to see her roasting the mace
And rush the bean with huazontle
I want to see her carrying a escuincle
That very soon dad tell me