Andrés Calamaro — Copa rota song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Copa rota" by Andrés Calamaro.
Lyrics
Aturdido y abrumado, por la duda de los celos
se ve triste en la cantina a un bohemio ya sin fe,
con los nervios destrozados y llorando sin remedio,
como un loco atormentado por la ingrata que se fue.
Se ve siempre acompañado del mejor de los amigos
que le acompaña y le dice, ya esta bueno de licor,
nada remedia con llanto, nada remedia con vino,
al contrario la recuerda mucho más tu corazón.
Una noche como un loco mordióla copa de vino
y le hizo un cortante filo que su boca destrozó,
y la sangre que brotaba, confundiose con el vino,
y en la cantina este grito a todos estremeció
No se apure compañero si me destrozo la boca
no se apure que es que quiero con el filo de esta copa
borrar la huella de un beso, traicionero que me dio
Mozo… sirvame la copa rota, sirvame que me destroza
esta fiebre de obseción
Mozo… sirvame la copa rota,
quiero sangrar gota a gota
el veneno de su amor
Mozo… sirvame la copa rota, sirvame que me destroza
esta fiebre de obseción
Mozo… sirvame la copa rota,
quiero sangrar gota a gota, ja ja ja,
el veneno de su amor.
Lyrics translation
Stunned and overwhelmed, by the doubt of jealousy
he looks sad in the canteen to an already faithless bohemian,
with broken nerves and crying without remedy,
like a madman tormented by the ungrateful woman who left.
He is always accompanied by the best of friends
that accompanies him and says, already good liquor,
nothing remedies with weeping, nothing remedies with wine,
on the contrary, your heart remembers it much more.
One night like a madman bit the glass of wine
and made him a sharp edge that his mouth shattered,
and the blood that flowed was confused with the wine,
and in the canteen this cry shook everyone
Don't rush partner if I break my mouth
do not rush that is I want with the edge of this cup
erase the footprint of a kiss, treacherous that gave me
Waiter ... serve me the broken glass, serve me that destroys me
this fever of obsession
Waiter ... serve me the broken glass,
I want to bleed drop by drop
the poison of his love
Waiter ... serve me the broken glass, serve me that destroys me
this fever of obsession
Waiter ... serve me the broken glass,
I want to bleed drop by drop, ha ha ha,
the poison of his love.