Copa de Ajenjo
Tita Merello
Absinthe Cup
Sound, tango buddy
Sound, 'cause I wanna sing
'Cause tonight I wait for him
And I know he won't come
And in this absinthe cup
In vain I try to drown my sorrows
Sound, tango buddy
Sound, 'cause I wanna cry
To think that I loved him so much
Tied to his charms
Today I lost my dignity
And I'm such a lost soul
That in the cup of oblivion
Seeks his happiness
They are whims of fate
That did not want this woman
If my fate is marked
Who knows if he will return
But I will wait for him
Sound, tango buddy
Like a memory
If I cry because I love him
It's matters of the heart
Serve another absinthe cup
That no one cares if I want to drink
'Cause tonight I wait for him
And I know he won't come
To think that I loved him so much
Tied to his charms
Today I lost my dignity
And I'm such a lost soul
That in the cup of oblivion
Seeks his happiness
They are whims of fate
That did not want this woman
If my fate is marked
Who knows if he will return
But I will wait for him
Sound, tango buddy
Sound, 'cause I wanna cry
