La última copa [English translation]

Pour, mate, don't stop; pour me and fill

the champagne glass to the brim

'cause this night of revelry and joy

I want to drown this pain I have in my soul

It's the very last revelry of my life,

of my life, fellows, 'cause it's going...

or rather, 'cause it's gone after some girl

who didn't know how to appreciate my love ever

I loved her, fellows, and I love her

and I'll never be able to forget her...

I'm getting smashed for her

and she who knows what she's doing ...

Pour, tapster, more champagne,

'cause all of my pain

I'm drinking to drown it...

And if you see her,

fellows, tell her

it has been for her love

that my life now is gone.

And let's toast, don't stop, the very last drink

'cause, perhaps, it may be that she's now being

offered some other toast to her lips

and she'd be happy kissing other lips.

Pour, mate, don't stop, pour me and fill

the champagne glass to the brim

'cause my life has gone after some girl

who didn't know how to appreciate my love ever