When guitars sound in Mexico
in the little bar by the blue sea,
when a fire burns and gauchos sing: oho,
life is not difficult for us at all.
In Manuels Tavern, instead of water, wine flows from the cistern.
We like to dream there, guitars sound and gauchos sing their song.
In Manuel's tavern the lantern burns until early morning.
You can hear love songs and music again and again from a distance.
We hear the songs every evening.
Manuel, he comes to give us drinks.
And the gauchos sing again and again: Oho,
Manuel, he has the best wine.
In Manuel's tavern, ...

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