Pobrecito Mi Cigarro

Poor little cigarette
One day they will blame you
When the tired heart
Falls asleep in its rhythm

And along the way
Smoke, smoke, and think
Dreams wrapped in smoke
And they were just smoke

A complaint in the guitar
In the air, a song
And the little smoke of the cigarette
That doesn't know where it's going

How long the dawn is!
How long it takes to clear up!
Bless my little cigarette
Comfort in loneliness

And along the way
Smoke, smoke, and think
Dreams wrapped in smoke
And they were just smoke

Poor little cigarette
One day they will blame you
When the tired heart
Falls asleep in its rhythm