Patotero Sentimental

Tough guy, king of the dance floor
tough sentimental guy,
you hide under your laughter
a lot of desire to cry.

The years are passing by,
and in my chest there's no room for love,
in my life I had many, many girls,
but never a woman...

When I have two extra drinks,
in my chest starts to emerge,
the memory of that faithful woman
who truly loved me and I ungratefully left...

I made fun of her love without looking,
thinking I could feel it later,
without realizing that as the years went by
cruelly they were going to embitter this cabaret king.

Poor thing, how she cried
when blind I let her go,
the gang looked at me, and...
it's not manly to give up.

Tough guy, king of the dance floor
you will always remember her
today you laugh, but in your laughter,
there's only a desire to cry.