Chuchaqui

I go with a bolero face
Eyes made of glass
They crack when I see
This thirst is going to kill me

Today I think I'm really going to die
My head is going to explode
Someone inject me with a serum
Someone who knows how to operate

My dear God, I swear to you
I will never drink again
But I beg you to have mercy
Lucifer is going to take me
I swear to you that on Sunday
I'll take my mom to mass
I never doubted your existence
Just a little bit
It's just that sometimes you are ugly
I don't always understand your goodness
Just watch the news
And they say you have mercy

If you don't help me, I have no other
I have to give up my soul
He offered me an encebollado
And a mineral water
(Mineral, mineral, mineral)
But that's not what I want
I want to keep my soul
(I want to keep my soul)

That's why I beg you for mercy
Lucifer is going to take me
I'll take my mom to mass
I will never drink again
With a bolero face
(With a bolero face)