There at the table in the corner,
I ask you a favor,
Take the bottle with me.
I want to be alone,
There with my pain,
I do not want someone to say
That I have cried to her.
I'd like to hear from you
That I do not suffer and that you have done me a big favor.
I'm sure he left,
Thinking that I love her.
I was champion in love
And now that I lost I should not know.
In love there are defeats
That's why between the cups
I came to take refuge there in the corner table
They take the bottle to me so they do not see me cry.
(prietita, aja)
There at the table in the corner,
I will remember that I had never cried.
On the contrary I scoffed
Of those that once his love gave me.
I had her and I had other
And a gall felt in his mouth when he said goodbye.
Of which I never imagined to fall in love,
The one who stole my heart and let it go no'mas for not begging.
In love there are defeats
That's why between the cups
I came to take refuge there in the corner table
They take the bottle to me so they do not see me cry.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)