En La Mesa De Un Bar

I sat at a bar table,
and I could see a girl crying
She dropped the ring from her finger
and hugged herself alone and without comfort

I approached very timidly,
and from my pocket I took out my handkerchief
to dry her tears,
to give her comfort,
to dry her tears,
to give her comfort

Why do you cry with such a beautiful look,
she told me... my life without him is nothing,
he left me for my best friend,
what can I do... he has filled me with wounds

Why is love so cruel,
making you cry and not letting you shine
when you are usually deceived,
why is love so cruel,
making you cry and not letting you shine
when you are usually deceived.