Pongamos que hablo de Martínez [English translation]

We've been closing, one by one four bars

Montevideo was getting light time ago

You foretold me tinsels and overseas

And after returning from the toiled, who wouldn't believe you?

Disoriented and confusing vocations

I was caught in my amateurish joy

I went to Madrid, with my guitar and my songs

Listening to your delirious advice

And now that 22 Decembers passed

Since that night that sealed my fortune

This song - better late than never

I write it to thank you

And though I know that with your Alatriste pack

The confession of drunkenness embarrass you

I think you know that the gift you made me

Changed my life forever

I love you much more that what I can tell

I see you much less than what I wish

And like me, a pack of thirsty people

That you've been picking by the road

I owe you the Jewish Moor's Milonga

And another tournee by the Madrid of excesses

Where I learned to control more than a hundred nonsenses

And stealing more than a thousand kisses

I have the detail of disguising your last name

And who wants to guess it, he can do it

To name who I'm thanking

Let's say I'm talking about Martinez

And though I know that with your Alatriste pack

The confession of drunkenness embarrass you

I think you know that the gift you made me

Changed my life forever

I think you know that the gift you made me

Changed my life forever