María Clotilde [English translation]

Waiter, serve me a glass.

I loved her madly.

And one day by whim,

she left without saying anything

and I never knew to where.

Waiter, bring me a snack.

I don't know the reason why

she could have left me.

She who always said

she would die by my side.

Waiter, go and cook me

a good dish of ravioli.

I never had news again,

a letter, a call,

a note at least.

Waiter, come immediately

to polish my shoes.

I don't conceive that she forgot me.

Me who I was for many years

her reason to live.

Waiter, wash these clothes.

Then solder that pipe

and check that socket.

Some say she returned

to find old flames.

Waiter, you should change

the washer of that tap.

Then wash the floor.

I know I shouldn't

even remember her.

Waiter, come on, let's go.

Come to dismantle the car.

How do you want me to drive

with the brake like that?

I can't sleep in the night.

Waiter, what's going on

that the mixture isn't ready?

Then come and I'll show you

the measures of the table

that I told you to do.