Bohemio Loco

I've been drunk for 3 months
Because my old lady sent me to rubber
And you never know what you have
The good is almost never valued

I'm crawling along the roads
Of madness and boredom
I bring a mess with my feelings
That is not controlled

She didn't say anything, she was already tired
Of so many promises that I never kept
You don't work and I can't do it like this
Well, that's your problem, I replied

I'm a crazy bohemian
Maybe you noticed
Third-rate poet
Fakir of the heart

I'm a crazy bohemian
Who wanted to be a person with you
Sorry if I wasted your time in the attempt
Things are like this

I've been drunk for 3 months
I am a brother of the bad life
And your eyes are the medicine
Against depression

My heart is fighting to death
But my pride fits in a stadium
I can't find it in any dictionary
The word forgiveness

She didn't say anything, she was already tired
Of so many promises that I never kept
You don't work and I can't do it like this
Well, that's your problem, I replied

I'm a crazy bohemian
Maybe you noticed
Third-rate poet
Fakir of the heart

I'm a crazy bohemian
Who wanted to be a person with you
Sorry if I wasted your time in the attempt
Things are like this