Al Cuarto Vaso De Vino
Al primero que me heche
Me dio pena, no lo niego
Y es que yo no soy mujer
Y es que yo no soy mujer, de esas que juegan con fuego
Al primero que me heche
Entra ya en mi pensamiento
Pero te fuiste borrando
Con forme fui saboreando
El primero que me heche
Al segundo ya no fue
Tan deficil
Que hasta creo
Me empeze a sentir no se
Mas bonita, mas mujer
Al segundo que me heche
No me lo vas a creer
Pero en el tercero dia
Me empezo a valer tu ausencia
Me emborrache de placer
Y hasta tu nombre olvide
Al tercero que me heche
No me lo vas a creer
Pero te llego mi olvido
Que me sirvan otro mas
Que pienso mandarte al diablo
Al cuarto vaso de vino
Que me sirvan otro mas
Que voy a mandarte al diablo
Al cuarto vaso de vino
No me lo vas a creer
Pero te llego mi olvido
Que me sirvan otro mas
Que pienso mandarte al diablo
Al cuarto vaso de vino
Que me sirvan otro mas
Que voy a mandarte al diablo
Al cuarto vaso de vino
At the Fourth Glass of Wine
To the first one who rejected me
I felt sorry, I don't deny it
And it's because I'm not a woman
And it's because I'm not a woman, one of those who play with fire
To the first one who rejected me
You already entered my thoughts
But you were fading away
As I kept savoring
The first one who rejected me
To the second one it wasn't
So difficult
That I even believe
I started to feel, I don't know
Prettier, more womanly
To the second one who rejected me
You won't believe it
But on the third day
Your absence started to matter to me
I got drunk with pleasure
And even forgot your name
To the third one who rejected me
You won't believe it
But my forgetfulness reached you
Serve me another one
I'm thinking of sending you to hell
At the fourth glass of wine
Serve me another one
I'm going to send you to hell
At the fourth glass of wine
You won't believe it
But my forgetfulness reached you
Serve me another one
I'm thinking of sending you to hell
At the fourth glass of wine
Serve me another one
I'm going to send you to hell
At the fourth glass of wine