Reconciliación

Sitting in the cantina, crying over a love sorrow
There is the girl, drinking at the corner table
When suddenly at the door, a boy asking arrived
The reason for her sorrow, her novel's suitor, who stood her up, finally showed up

As if it were those times, something was about to happen
Waiter, bring me two chairs, to the corner table
As nothing was happening, he begged her, asked for forgiveness
Between hugs and I love yous, caresses and apologies, this shout was heard

Waiter, two beers, and one for each table on my tab
Waiter, two beers, and one for each table on my tab
She has forgiven me, there is reconciliation
Give me a chacalón chicha

Waiter, two beers, and one for each table on my tab
Waiter, two beers, and one for each table on my tab
She has forgiven me, there is reconciliation
Give me a chacalón chicha

You will be the cause of my death
Of my death, of my death
You will be the cause of my death
Of my death, of my death

Waiter, two beers, and one for each table on my tab
Waiter, two beers, and one for each table on my tab
Waiter, two beers, and one for each table on my tab