Enrique Cadicamo – Los mareados (ingles)
Strange, as if on fire
I found you drinking,
pretty and fatal;
you drank, and in the noise of the champagne
laughing like crazy, rather than crying
It caused me sorrow to find you
because upon looking at you
I saw your eyes shine with an electric ardor,
your beautiful eyes that I worshipped so much
This night, my friend,
We will become intoxicated with alcohol;
I care less if they laugh
and they call us drunks
Everybody has his griefs and we have them too
This night we will drink because
no longer will we see each other
Today you are going to enter my past,
the past of my life
My injured soul carries three things:
Love, Sorrow, Pain
Today you are going to enter into my past,
today we will take separate paths
How great our love has been
and see, however,
see what remains of it!