That is the title of this disc that come from the Yucatan area of Mexico. So far, I have not found this listed elsewhere.
There are those who do not understand listening to music sung in a foreign language. I understand it, but do not agree with it. While I find meaning in lyrics, there is a deeper understanding that transcends lyrics. I find it in music such as this.
The songs are nice vocals by two talented musicians. This is not a back-woods production. The pair are talented, and production values are fairly high. This is not Mariachi, either. Definitely Mexican, but closer to Spanish style. Straight guitar and harmonies.
Made by Discos Jagua de Yucatan. The cover is signed by Carlos Medina and, one would guess his wife, Eugenia R. de Medina. Dated March 27, 1966.
The photo provides a link to purchase on Gemm.