Que desgraciaitos son
Camarón de La Isla
What a Bummer They Are
I used to get advice
But what did I need it for?
Since what happened to me
Had no cure anymore.
To all those serving time
What a bummer they are,
Always thinking about the sentence
If they'll serve it or not.
Virtue is joy
That eases the heart,
And misfortune is sorrow,
Sadness, and pain.
From night to morning
My love has turned to hate,
May this gypsy meet a bad end.
What a bummer is my fate
That no one gives me warmth
Wherever I try to fit in.
