Milagro en el Bar Union

She's sad and he's alone at Union Bar
Outside the rain soaks the bones of the heart
He orders a White Horse whiskey to start
Horses always make him sentimental

He lights a cigarette, makes a collection ring
The smoke travels towards the ceiling of Union Bar
Meanwhile, she thinks of the dandy who left her
A tough guy with blue eyes, who was married

She looks at her face in the mirror, with affliction
If it weren't raining, maybe she'd leave Union Bar
But she stays because she prefers for the pain
The thick moon-colored neon light

She's sad and he's alone at Union Bar
Outside the rain soaks the bones of the heart
God plays the piano and the clock's second hand
Draws little lines with pins in the pain

But let's go back to where we left off
She's sad and he's alone at Union Bar
He puts on a Ray Barretto record on the record player
He goes to the table where she cries because she's alone

He doesn't say anything, moves the chair, takes out a handkerchief
She accepts it, raises her eyes, fixes her hair
He signals, orders two drinks to continue
Horses always make him sentimental

White Horse for the lady and the gentleman
Outside, the downpour continues to chop the air
It looks like a painting begging for exhibition
The lonely ones under the moon-colored neon

God closes the piano, puts on his coat, crosses the room
He goes out to the street and flies away from Union Bar
Some bars seem tailor-made
They're like kisses that work miracles on wounds

She's sad and he's alone at Union Bar
She's sad and he's alone at Union Bar