Las coplas del vino
Ángel Parra
The Wine Verses
I don't know what it is about wine
that sometimes makes me tremble,
with a little jug I drink
it comes to me for a chat
and waiting for dawn
memories make me cry.
Men's sorrows with wine,
dangerous is the gathering.
One helps the other
to seek the grave.
The soul goes blind
not even seeing the sun that shines.
The dark wine I have
must have a heart,
because it likes verses
with references to love.
If life goes alone
you have to make it accompany.
Where will there be a better friend
than a wine of solitude?
It asks for nothing, expects nothing,
it listens and makes you forget.
I'm already getting lonely,
what night will cover me?
My song is carried by the wind
and the wine will stay,
dizzying my thoughts
the wine will stay.
