Al Cuarto Vaso De Vino
Paquita La Del Barrio
At the Fourth Glass of Wine
To the first one who rejected me
I felt sorry, I don't deny it
And it's because I'm not a woman
And it's because I'm not a woman, one of those who play with fire
To the first one who rejected me
You already entered my thoughts
But you were fading away
As I kept savoring
The first one who rejected me
To the second one it wasn't
So difficult
That I even believe
I started to feel, I don't know
Prettier, more womanly
To the second one who rejected me
You won't believe it
But on the third day
Your absence started to matter to me
I got drunk with pleasure
And even forgot your name
To the third one who rejected me
You won't believe it
But my forgetfulness reached you
Serve me another one
I'm thinking of sending you to hell
At the fourth glass of wine
Serve me another one
I'm going to send you to hell
At the fourth glass of wine
You won't believe it
But my forgetfulness reached you
Serve me another one
I'm thinking of sending you to hell
At the fourth glass of wine
Serve me another one
I'm going to send you to hell
At the fourth glass of wine
