Vaso de Alcohol

Submerged in a glass of alcohol
Because of this love
That is killing me
Drowned in this bar
Asking for a corner to keep drinking
Accompanied by a friend
Who is a stranger
To whom I am talking
Who left and left me a letter
Where it says:

Forgive me my love
It would have been worse to tell you the truth
In a glass of alcohol
Evil hides

I had never felt
What this bandit did to me
My heart keeps bleeding
Hugging my guitar
The cold of the early morning
And people criticizing
Friends are still very attentive
Heading to the granada
And the guitar crying
That left
Lying on the street screaming

Forgive me my love
It would have been worse to tell you the truth
In a glass of alcohol
Evil hides