El Bordo mal trago

When my shoes weigh so much and I weigh so little.
when the sun doesn't shine here.
I hear a voice in the distance that repeats to me:
"You have to smile at a bad drink."
Under this light, under this same sky
another truth that is going to be born.
I just want to rescue myself
this reality no longer does me any good
it could be the world Today is so difficult for me
that I forget what it was like to be happy.
There is no more time ago, no nostalgia, nor are there any mistakes
I only toast to the good things that happened.
I can be maybe a half-unbearable guy
but maybe that's the role I played.