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The Drunkard of Love

Facundo Toro

El Borrachito de Amor

Dicen que va el borrachito
Cansado y herido por la soledad
Tiene en el alma una pena
Que la misma pena se apena y se va

El se acompaña solito
Esta como el quiere caminando va
Más follando su destino
Hasta se pelea con la soledad

Déjenlo que siga cantando
Que la luna llena lo vino a escuchar
Déjenlo que siga bailando
Que así machadito se sabe llevar

Déjenlo que llore por ella
Por la cárcel negra de su corazón
Déjenlo llora su quimera
Que se tome todo el mal que le causo

Dicen que lleva en el pecho
La llama encendida que no puede apagar
Y que no hay sol en su día
Ni luna en sus noches que alumbren su andar

El se acompaña solito
Está como el quiere caminando va
Más follando su destino
Hasta se pelea con la soledad

Déjenlo que siga cantando
Que la luna llena lo vino a escuchar
Déjenlo que siga bailando
Que así machadito se sabe llevar

Déjenlo que llore por ella
Por la cárcel negra de su corazón
Déjenlo llorar su quimera
Que se tome todo el mal que le causo

Borrachito de amor
Borrachito de amor
Borrachito de amor, de amor
De amor, borrachito de amor

Borrachito de amor
Borrachito de amor
Borrachito de amor, de amor
De amor, borrachito de amor

The Drunkard of Love

They say the little drunkard goes
Tired and wounded by loneliness
He carries in his soul a sorrow
That the same sorrow pities and leaves

He accompanies himself alone
He's walking as he wants to go
But fucking his destiny
He even fights with loneliness

Let him keep singing
That the full moon came to listen to him
Let him keep dancing
That's how he knows how to handle himself

Let him cry for her
For the black prison of his heart
Let him cry for his chimera
Let him take all the pain he caused

They say he carries in his chest
The flame that cannot be extinguished
And that there's no sun in his day
Nor moon in his nights to light his path

He accompanies himself alone
He's walking as he wants to go
But fucking his destiny
He even fights with loneliness

Let him keep singing
That the full moon came to listen to him
Let him keep dancing
That's how he knows how to handle himself

Let him cry for her
For the black prison of his heart
Let him cry for his chimera
Let him take all the pain he caused

Drunkard of love
Drunkard of love
Drunkard of love, of love
Of love, drunkard of love

Drunkard of love
Drunkard of love
Drunkard of love, of love
Of love, drunkard of love