Don’t let your sorrows
be carried by the wind,
for they will be strangers
to the one who hears the truth.
Don’t wait for a hand
to relieve your pain,
they’ll only call you poor
and then it’s all over.
That’s why I have fun,
I don’t want to feel them,
I don’t want to hear laments
that embitter life;
I prefer they get lost
and reach oblivion
that cures everything,
it’s the best.
If you seek comfort, don’t cry,
learn to be strong and kill the sorrow.
Smile with the liquor touching your lips,
let your little soul dance, waiting for love.
The smoke of a cigar, the light of the place,
the notes that drift will make you forget.
Who knows beside you those who walk like this
with hearts to enjoy.
Let everyone have fun
breaking the silence
to sing in chorus
if only for a moment.
Remember in life
if there’s something of worth
it’s from the one who goes on
having the most fun.
Brighten your gaze,
don’t think of what’s bad,
don’t let your face
wrinkle too early.
Let everything run,
don’t rush your years
for nobody cares
what you felt.