La bebida, el juego y las mujeres

On a night of revelry
Lying on a bar,
I met an old skull.
Who smilingly told me,
that was his philosophy,
that in life you have to have fun
He had been to the races
and won in the third,
and tonight he was going to celebrate.
With sweetness, he took a girl
by the waist,
and dancing, he started to sing.
The drink, the game, and the women
will take you to hell,
and the devils will be amazed
to see you arrive happy.
The money he had
he threw it up,
he spent it all in the cabaret.
He greeted all the girls,