Lyrics of La Copa Rota - Marc Anthony

La Copa Rota (original)

Aturdido y abrumado
por la duda de los celos
y deciste en la cantina
un bohemio ya sin fe con los nervios destrozados
y llorando sin remedio
como un loco atormentado
por la ingrata que se fue.
Se ve siempre acompañado
del mejor de los amigos
que le acompaña y le dice
«ya esta bueno de licor»
Nada remedias con llanto
nada remedias con vino
al contrario la recuerda
mucho mas tu corazon.
Una noche como un loco
mordio la copa de vino
y con su cortante filo
que su boca destrozo
y la sangre que brotaba
confundiose con el vino
y en la cantina este grito
a todos estremecio.
No te apures compañero
si me destrozo la boca
no te apures es que quiero
con el filo de esta copa
borrar la huella de un beso
traicionero que me dio.
Mozo sirvame en la copa rota
sirvame que me destroza esta
fiebre de obsesion
mozo sirvame en la copa rota
quiero sangrar gota a gota
el veneno de su amor.
Mozo sirvame en la copa rota
sirvame que me destroza esta
fiebre de obsesion
mozo sirvame en la copa rota
quiero sangrar gota a gota
el veneno de su amor.

(translation)

dazed and overwhelmed
for the doubt of jealousy
and you said in the canteen
a bohemian already without faith with shattered nerves
and crying hopelessly
like a tormented madman
for the ungrateful one who left.
He is always accompanied
of the best of friends
that accompanies him and tells him
"it's already good liquor"
Nothing remedies with crying
nothing remedies with wine
on the contrary he remembers her
much more your heart.
One night like crazy
bit the glass of wine
and with its sharp edge
that his mouth destroyed
and the blood that flowed
confused with the wine
and in the canteen this cry
everyone shuddered.
don't rush mate
if I destroy my mouth
do not hurry is that I want
with the edge of this cup
erase the trace of a kiss
treacherous he gave me.
Waiter serve me in the broken glass
serve me that destroys me this
fever of obsession
waiter serve me in the broken glass
I want to bleed drop by drop
the poison of her love of him.
Waiter serve me in the broken glass
serve me that destroys me this
fever of obsession
waiter serve me in the broken glass
I want to bleed drop by drop
the poison of her love of him.