El Borrachito de Amor

They say the little drunkard goes
Tired and wounded by loneliness
He carries in his soul a sorrow
That the same sorrow pities and leaves

He accompanies himself alone
He's walking as he wants to go
But fucking his destiny
He even fights with loneliness

Let him keep singing
That the full moon came to listen to him
Let him keep dancing
That's how he knows how to handle himself

Let him cry for her
For the black prison of his heart
Let him cry for his chimera
Let him take all the pain he caused

They say he carries in his chest
The flame that cannot be extinguished
And that there's no sun in his day
Nor moon in his nights to light his path

He accompanies himself alone
He's walking as he wants to go
But fucking his destiny
He even fights with loneliness

Let him keep singing
That the full moon came to listen to him
Let him keep dancing
That's how he knows how to handle himself

Let him cry for her
For the black prison of his heart
Let him cry for his chimera
Let him take all the pain he caused

Drunkard of love
Drunkard of love
Drunkard of love, of love
Of love, drunkard of love

Drunkard of love
Drunkard of love
Drunkard of love, of love
Of love, drunkard of love