Borrachin De La Ciudad
Nihilismo
Drunkard of the City
This is a very unique story
One you might find in your neighborhood
No place to call home
Always out on the streets
Drunkard, drunkard
Drunkard of the city
Drunkard, drunkard
Drunkard of the city
He scrapes together some change and heads out to drink
At some corner or in a bar
No reason to celebrate
But still, he wants to raise a glass
Drunkard, drunkard
Drunkard of the city
Drunkard, drunkard
Today I want to toast to you