Bar Y Copas

Why do you look at her, woman?
Only sees the money, don't you see?
If your lover already forgot
the love he promised
The affection with his gesture
turned into ashes.
It happens every time
a man sins for pleasure
killing a home with his weak ways.
Full pocket he showed
bank checkbook he hinted
You resent your friend
because she turned out to be smart.
Or suddenly that man
discovered your wrinkles.
"Alert!", says the owner
who fell back there
one too many drinks;
it could be your salvation.
Many bars and taverns
you have to go through
many years on the corner,
today you have to understand
That when things weigh, gray hairs and skin appear
it's no longer a magical carpet
as time has seen it run.
CALLS
And you would like to be a child again
and you would like to be born again;
oh, you would like to stop
and start over, woman.
And it can't be done, it can't be done anymore
it can't be done, no, it can't be done (BIS)
it can't be done, no.