I'm going to get away from this routine that I carry because my life
is falling apart between women and alcohol
I had a drunken time in a canteen
wrapped in pain and crying .. (BIS)
I want you to know that because of you, woman, that now
Miguel walks in these bad steps between bottles
and my four parrandero, my fellow witnesses
of my abuse that for your disdain me
They have giving strikes. Only in the streets I live
wandering aimlessly which vagabond no longer as
I did not rest today I realized that if I continue
This sad and lost life awaits me
holy field just for missing you
causing my failures ...
I'm going to get away from this routine that I'm carrying because
I'm seeing that I'm losing my life alone
for a woman who made her my spoiled and
payment with betrayal leaving me adrift .. (BIS)
Bartender please bring me a drink because
a guava tree is how it is annihilated and in the
rocola mark a guayabero theme well
sorry to heal this wound that if
I return to enguayabarme I will buy
in the canteen. And as for you woman
of false love, follow your course of
betrayals and lies, my last
scratch I leave it here in this table
but remember a great saying of
life that goes away does not
which is welcome,
Only among all we can make this a better place :)