La Sota de Copas
Por ahí de aquella botella
Donde me bebí tu amor.
Alguien se quedó con ella
Yo no sé porque la quiere
Ya la tomé lo mejor.
El mundo es una cantina,
Tan grande como el dolor.
Me diste copas de besos
Luego serviste desprecio
Yo te pagué con traición.
Las cartas de la baraja
Tiene mucho parecido
Con algunas de las gentes.
Tú eres la sota de copas,
Muy bonita cantinera,
Pero se te ván los clientes.
Camino ya recorrido
No debe volverse a andar.
Oye bien lo que te dijo
Árbol que nace torcido
No se endereza jamás.
Un cielo lleno de nubes
No deja pasar al sol.
Y ese amor que yo te tuve
Con tanto orgullo que tienes
No te llegó al corazón.
The Jack of Cups
Around that bottle over there
Where I drank your love.
Someone kept it
I don't know why they want it
I already took the best of it.
The world is a bar
As big as the pain.
You gave me cups of kisses
Then you served contempt
I paid you with betrayal.
The cards of the deck
Have a lot of resemblance
With some people.
You are the jack of cups,
Very pretty barmaid,
But the customers leave you.
A path already traveled
Should not be walked again.
Listen well to what was told to you
A tree that grows crooked
Will never straighten.
A sky full of clouds
Does not let the sun through.
And that love I had for you
With all the pride you have
Did not reach your heart.