It’s been a month
And four days since you left
I know there were three of us
But you never told me that
And now I’m all alone
Drunk, lost, and sad
I’m writing you this song
So you know what you’ve done to me
I can’t forget
The days you were mine
I try, but I can’t forget you
The days go by slowly
As I drink another glass
You turned me into a crazy drunk
Who’s slowly dying
A poor guy
Who’s hit rock bottom and just wants to forget you
I think about you so much
That I forgot who I am
I’m still alone, unkempt
And reeking of alcohol
I’m a fool
Who gave his life to a thief
Who left with someone else
And left me with a broken soul
And now it’s me
Who doesn’t know how
To be with someone else who can heal me
And let myself be loved
It’s me
The one who thinks of you and goes crazy
Because since you left, the months no longer go by
I drink so I don’t think that I lost you
And now you’re with someone else
And I’m still stuck in the same place
Living at night and acting out
Looking for a cure in some other thief
The remedy that will heal me
I can’t forget
The days you were mine
I try, but I can’t forget you
The days go by slowly
As I drink another glass
You turned me into a crazy drunk
Who’s slowly dying
A poor guy
Who’s hit rock bottom and just wants to forget you
Yes, yes
I’m lost in another bar
Drowning sorrow, I feel like a stranger
In the end, our love wasn’t mutual
And today you’re getting the bill from destiny
I’m going from bed to bed, not knowing where I am
Since you left and said you’re gone
How dare you try to blame me
It was you who messed up, admit it
I drink so I don’t think that I lost you
And now you’re with someone else
And I’m still stuck in the same place
Living at night and acting out
Looking for a cure in some other thief
The remedy that will heal me
I can’t forget
The days you were mine
I try, but I can’t forget you
The days go by slowly
As I drink another glass
You turned me into a crazy drunk
Who’s slowly dying
A poor guy
Who’s hit rock bottom and just wants to forget you
Yes, yes
Once more
Emanero
From the house of cumbia
And this time, The La Planta
And Abel Pintos
(Tell me, Estani)
I drink so I don’t think that I lost you
And now you’re with someone else
And I’m still stuck in the same place
Living at night and acting out
Looking for a cure in some other thief
The remedy that will heal me