¡Se acabó nuestro cariño, me dijiste fríamente,
yo pensé pa' mis adentros, puede que tenga razón,
lo pensé y te dejé sola, sola y dueña de tu vida,
mientras yo con mi conciencia me jugaba el corazón.

Y cerré fuerte los ojos, y apreté fuerte los labios,
pa' no verte, pa' no hablarte, pa' no gritar un adiós
y tranqueando despacito me fui al bar que está en la esquina para ahogar con cuatro tragos lo que pudo ser tu amor.

Yo no pude prometerte
cambiar la vida que llevo,
porque nací calavera
y así me habré de morir.
A mi me tira la farra,
el café, la muchachada,
y donde haya una milonga
yo no puedo estar sin ir.

Bien sabés cómo yo he sido,
bien sabés cómo he pensado,
de mis locas inquietudes,
de mi afán de callejear.
Mala suerte si hoy te pierdo,
mala suerte si ando solo,
el culpable soy de todo
ya que no puedo cambiar.

Porque yo sé que mi vida no es una vida modelo,
porque quien tiene un cariño, al cariño se ha de dar,
y yo soy como el jilguero, que aun estando en jaula de oro, en su canto llora siempre el antojo de volar...

He tenido mala suerte, pero hablando francamente,
yo te quedo agradecido, has sido novia y mujer;
si la vida ha de apurarme con rigores algún día,
¡ya podés estar segura que de vos me acordaré!

English translation

Our love is over, you told me coldly,
I thought to myself, maybe he's right,
I thought about it and I left you alone, alone and master of your life,
while with my conscience I played with my heart.

And I closed my eyes tightly, and pressed my lips tightly together,
so as not to see you, so as not to talk to you, so as not to shout goodbye.
and slowly I went to the bar on the corner to drown with four drinks what could have been your love.

I couldn't promise you
to change the life I lead
because I was born a skull
and that's how I'll die.
I'm a party animal,
the coffee, the boys,
and wherever there is a milonga
I can't be without going.

You know how I have been,
you know well how I have thought,
of my crazy worries,
of my eagerness to wander.
Bad luck if I lose you today,
Bad luck if I walk alone,
I'm to blame for everything
since I can't change.

Because I know that my life is not a model life,
because he who has affection, to affection must be given,
and I am like the goldfinch, that even being in a golden cage, in its song always cries the desire to fly...

I have had bad luck, but frankly speaking,
I remain grateful to you, you have been my bride and my wife;
If life has to rush me with rigors someday,
you can be sure that I will remember you!