I didn't come to say sorry,
nor do I feel guilty of anything,
I didn't come to ask you to love me,
nor do I feel captivated by your love.
Every time I take a shot1,
you know I lose my reasoning,
I've come to be with you, thoughtlessly
even if what's between us is over.
Don't pay attention if you hear me sing,
if I come to serenade you one night,
it's just that I'm singing to another ungrateful woman
and because I'm drunk, I can't which one.
Every time you find me there, it won't be because
I wanted it like that, you can believe it to be a
chance encounter, but I don't want anything with you.
I'm not one of those men that leaves
that leaves and later returns, I could die
from sadness but I'd never return, if I'm drunk
I've come looking for you, even if you won't open
the door, you don't care if you hear me crying,
or if I wake up here on your sidewalk.
1. of alcohol.