No Me Corra Cantinero

It's 4 in the morning
Serve me another shot of cane
Don't run away from me, bartender
Look, I have a pain and it's by the force of liquor
That I calm this despair

It's 4 in the morning
Serve me another shot of cane
Don't run away from me, bartender
Look, I have and it's by the force of liquor
That I calm this despair

Give me a strong wind, a chest of pampero wood
Beer, an 18-year-old, that's what I want to drink
Don't worry about money, what I have is cash

If everyone has already left, serve me as a companion
I will pay you 3 times, one as a bartender
Another so you can listen to me and the other as a waiter

You must have a hangover in the dusty bar
A serenading cuatro, go find it and bring it
So you can see how a reveler falls from drunkenness

You must have a hangover in the dusty bar
A serenading cuatro, go find it right away
So you can see how a wound makes a troubadour cry

I'm not crying for free or drunk just because
I'm drunk and crying for a true love
Who never wanted to accept that I was a reveler

But a reveler I am, that's how I was born, that's how I'll die
I don't deny that I love her because I love her a lot
But if she closes her door, another one must open