Café La Humedad

Humidity, drizzle, and cold
My breath fogs up the blue glass of the old bar
Don't ask me if I've been waiting for her for a long time
A coffee that's already cold and several ashtrays

Even though I know she never comes
Whenever it rains, I run to the café
And I only have the company of a cat
That destroys the lace of my shoe with pleasure

Café La Humedad, billiards, and gathering
Saturday with tricks, what a lovely show
I just need to thank you
For the lessons of your nights
That keep me away from death

Café La Humedad, billiards, and gathering
Saturday with tricks, what a lovely show
I thank you eternally for the poems
That the school of your nights
Taught to my days

Solitude, solitude of singleness
Thirty years already tired of dreaming
That's why I return to the corner of the bar
To find the eternal bar of Gaona and Boyaca

There are few friends left to me
Come on, guys, let's remember tonight
One by one the feats of other times
And the memory of the bar we called La Humedad

Café La Humedad, billiards, and gathering
Saturday with tricks, what a lovely show
I just need to thank you
For the lessons of your nights
That keep me away from death

Café La Humedad, billiards, and gathering
Saturday with tricks, what a lovely show
I thank you eternally for the poems
That the school of your nights
Taught to my days