La Camarera
Paul Thin
The Waitress
I ran out of flowers
To be able to give you
And I ran out of minutes
To be able to reach you
And I wasted all my time
In cowardly times
And I didn't have the balls
To show you my best side
Sitting at the bar
Waiting for my tapa
They put some girls on the vinyl
I got up to see what was happening
To see who was playing it
And I got lost in the smile
Of the girl dancing to it
I ran out of flowers
To be able to give you
And I ran out of minutes
To be able to reach you
And I wasted all my time
In cowardly times
And I didn't have the balls to show you my best side
And we looked for schools
For the first girl
A house next to the park
For a lifetime
A crazy man mentioned marriage
And we fell for it
Spending a lifetime
Together we passed away
But I opened my eyes
And it was all a dream
A dream of life
That happens in stories
I looked at the bar
I had my tapa
And the waitress
Dancing salsa
For a lifetime
The one who gave me the bill
With her smile she closed the door for me
And to the rhythm of Sevillanas
She turned around
I ran out of flowers
To be able to give you
And I ran out of minutes
To be able to reach you
And I wasted all my time
In cowardly times
And I stayed
Without seeing
The waitress