Orlando Contreras - Estoy desengañado (Remastered) - translation of the lyrics into English

Lyrics and translation Orlando Contreras - Estoy desengañado (Remastered)




Estoy desengañado (Remastered)
I'm Disillusioned (Remastered)
Desengañado de bares y cantinas,
Disillusioned with bars and cantinas,
De tanta hipocresía, de tanta falsedad,
With so much hypocrisy, so much falsehood,
De los amigos que dicen ser amigos,
With friends who claim to be friends,
De las mujeres que mienten al besar,
With women who lie with a kiss,
Lo que es ser pobre, lo que es tener moneda,
What it's like to be poor, what it's like to have money,
Esa experiencia allí se adquiere mucho más.
That experience is acquired there much more.
Alzo mi copa en triunfo a mi experiencia,
I raise my glass in triumph to my experience,
Que no se aprende en escuela ni en hogar,
Which I didn't learn in school or at home,
Eso se aprende en la calle, en la cantina,
That's learned in the streets, in the cantina,
Copa tras copa bajo el fondo musical,
Drink after drink under the background music,
De la victrola que te dice tantas cosas,
Of the jukebox that tells you so many things,
Y de los labios que te mienten al besar.
And from the lips that lie with a kiss.
Desengañado de bares y cantinas,
Disillusioned with bars and cantinas,
De tanta hipocresía, de tanta falsedad,
With so much hypocrisy, so much falsehood,
De los amigos que dicen ser amigos,
With friends who claim to be friends,
De las mujeres que mienten al besar,
With women who lie with a kiss,
Lo que es ser pobre, lo que es tener moneda,
What it's like to be poor, what it's like to have money,
Esa experiencia allí se adquiere mucho más.
That experience is acquired there much more.
Alzo mi copa en triunfo a mi experiencia,
I raise my glass in triumph to my experience,
Que no se aprende en escuela ni en hogar,
Which I didn't learn in school or at home,
Eso se aprende en la calle, en la cantina,
That's learned in the streets, in the cantina,
Copa tras copa bajo el fondo musical,
Drink after drink under the background music,
De la victrola que te dice tantas cosas,
Of the jukebox that tells you so many things,
Y de los labios que te mienten al besar.
And from the lips that lie with a kiss.





Writer(s): Severino Ramos, Luis Reyes


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