Vino Triste

Ese hombre que entra al bar,
sin sombra que le ladre,
ese que pisa y pasa
sin rostro ni señales.
Pide una copa sólo,
de espaldas a la calle,
bebe su copa sólo,
inmóvil, demorándose.
Demorándose
Paga, piensa otro trago
sin gastar ni una frase
y luego se va sólo,
hacia la noche y nadie.
Ese tipo va herido,
y la muerte lo sabe.

"Vino Triste" by Washington "Canario" Luna (1938-2009), English translation below.

You can listen to the song performed by Canario Luna HERE.

 

English translation:

That man who enters the bar

without a shadow to bark at him

The one that threads and passes by

without face or any signal

He orders a drink

with his back towards the street

And drinks alone, motionless, taking it slow

Taking it slow

He pays, thinks of another drink

without spending a single sentence

and then he leaves alone

towards the night, and nobody

That guy is wounded

and Death knows it. 

 

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