I have arrived from distant lands
And I have come to demonstrate
That although poor, I have plenty of desire
That is why I want to get drunk
The ungrateful woman left my side
br/>She left me and I can't forget her
The memory of her sometimes kills me
But I'm a man and I have to put up with it
Let other glasses of mezcal serve
May at last We gain nothing by starting to cry
Let other glasses of mezcal serve
That in the end we gain nothing by starting to cry
We are all suffering a sorrow
We are all crying a love
And in every soul a complaint is locked up
And in every chest a cruel pain is hidden
Forget the love you love
It's not so easy but you have to forget
And when this love dies
With a new one we start again
Let other glasses of mezcal serve
That in the end we gain nothing by starting to cry
That serve other glasses of mezcal
That in the end we gain nothing by starting to cry
Now that I have felt so much, I don't even feel anymore
I don't even think anymore because I think so much
Now that I have cried so much I understand
That even my eyes are going to wither
May the others serve me well filled
That I want to offer to love
My pains, my joys, my sorrows
And even my life, which knew how to poison start crying

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