Gatos Pardos

Everyone goes to bed,
I stay alone,
All go to bed and it's not with me,
I wonder
What am I doing here caught,
Sitting on this curb.
And always the one who takes the last drink,
Always the one who drinks from the last glass,
Always the one the lady is waiting for,
Always the one they kick out of all the joints.

But I know there are some,
Several who not even at night,
Are brown cats
Dreaming they fly,
No one is waiting for them,
Squeezing hard at dawn,
To see if there's a glimmer of hope on their face,
Looking for life...
Things are really bad,
Really bad really bad
Really bad really bad,
Really bad.

Where is my bed now,
Wherever it may be...

My bed is mine, your bed is yours,
And now I'm warm and you're not cold,
Why don't you forget today about your bed,
Because mine is empty,
And thanks to your whiskey I get drunk,
Thanks to a biscuit I get refined,
My ideas are on the ground,
And tonight I haven't picked them up.

But I know there are some,
Several who not even at night,
Are brown cats,
Dreaming they fly,
No one is waiting for them,
Squeezing hard at dawn,
To see if there's a glimmer of hope on their face,
Looking for life,
The situation is very bad.