Tan Solo

Quizá no sea el vino

Maybe it's not the wine

Quizá no sea el postre

Maybe it's not the dessert

Quizá no sea no sea nada

Maybe it's nothing at all

Pero hay tanta belleza

But there's so much beauty

Tirada en la mesa

Lying on the table

Desnuda toda rebalsada

Naked, all overflowing

Apurás el vaso

You hurry with the glass

Vas perdiendo el paso

You're losing your step

Y en la mesa ya no hay nada

And on the table, there's nothing left

Borracha está la puerta

The door is drunk

Cerraste y quedó abierta

You closed it and it remained open

Y puedo escuchar tu llamada

And I can hear your call

Oh! Tan solo

Oh! Just alone

Oh! Tan solo

Oh! Just alone

Servida ya tu boca

Your mouth already served

tan dulce está tu boca

So sweet is your mouth

Tan dulce como un blues amargo

As sweet as a bitter blues

Un vaso rueda al piso

A glass rolls to the floor

Lento cae al piso

Slowly falls to the floor

Lento y muere en mil pedazos

Slowly and dies in a thousand pieces

No quiero dejar que se vean

I don't want your eyes

Tus ojos se vean

Your eyes to be seen

Tan, tan, tan, tan, tristes

So, so, so, so sad

Habrá sido el destino ese vaso de vino

Maybe it was fate, that glass of wine

Que dijiste

You said

Oh! Tan solo

Oh! Just alone

Oh! Tan solo

Oh! Just alone

Salta la cuerda, se enreda

The rope jumps, gets tangled

Y cae de boca

And falls on its face

Salta la cuerda, se enreda

The rope jumps, gets tangled

Y cae de boca

And falls on its face

Salta la cuerda, se enreda

The rope jumps, gets tangled

Y cae de boca

And falls on its face

Salta la cuerda, se enreda

The rope jumps, gets tangled

Y cae de boca

And falls on its face

Oh! Tan solo

Oh! Just alone

Oh! Tan solo

Oh! Just alone