My life, little boat without a sail
my blood from the wound,
don't make me suffer anymore.
My life, a lost bullet
on the great road, charquito de arrabal.
I don't want you to go,
I don't want you distant everyday more and more.
My life, little boat without a sail
(here we don't hit the eyes)
my life, charquito d?gua turbia.
a soap bubble,
my last refuge, my last illusion,
I don't want you leaving everyday more and more.
My life, little boat without a sail
my blood from the wound,
don't make me suffer anymore.
(here we don't hit the eyes,
here we don't hit the eyes)
My life