Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dos Botellas de Mezcal, artist - Natanael Cano. Date of issue: 23.07.2020
Song language: Spanish
Dos Botellas de Mezcal(original) |
| Cuando me muera, como te agradecería |
| Que pusieras en mi tumba |
| Dos botellas de mezcal |
| Porque sé que de morirme de una cruda |
| Sabes bien que es culpa tuya |
| Por no poderte olvidar |
| Todas las noches cuando agarro la botella |
| Yo te miro dentro de ella |
| Y me pongo a platicar |
| Al rato siento que me abrazas y me aprietas |
| Cual si fuera cosa cierta |
| Te amo y te amo y no es verdad |
| Cuando al fin vuelvo de mis locos pensamientos |
| Empiezan los sufrimientos |
| Porque te busco y no estás |
| De mis ojos empieza a brotar el llanto |
| Porque yo te quiero tanto |
| Y no lo puedo evitar |
| Y recordando a Miguel y Miguel, viejones |
| ¡Eah! |
| Ayayai |
| Todas las noches cuando agarro la botella |
| Yo te miro dentro de ella |
| Y me pongo a platicar |
| Al rato siento que me abrazas y me aprietas |
| Cual si fuera cosa cierta |
| Te amo y te amo y no es verdad |
| Cuando al fin vuelvo de mis locos pensamientos |
| Empiezan los sufrimientos |
| Porque te busco y no estás |
| De mis ojos empieza a brotar el llanto |
| Porque yo te quiero tanto |
| Y no lo puedo evitar |
| Eah |
| (translation) |
| When I die, how I would thank you |
| that you put in my grave |
| Two bottles of mezcal |
| Because I know that if I die of a hangover |
| You know well that it's your fault |
| for not being able to forget you |
| Every night when I grab the bottle |
| I look at you inside her |
| And I start to talk |
| After a while I feel you hug me and squeeze me |
| What if it were true |
| I love you and I love you and it's not true |
| When I finally come back from my crazy thoughts |
| the suffering begins |
| Because I look for you and you are not |
| Tears begin to flow from my eyes |
| Because I love you so much |
| And I can't help it |
| And remembering Miguel and Miguel, old men |
| hey! |
| Ayayai |
| Every night when I grab the bottle |
| I look at you inside her |
| And I start to talk |
| After a while I feel you hug me and squeeze me |
| What if it were true |
| I love you and I love you and it's not true |
| When I finally come back from my crazy thoughts |
| the suffering begins |
| Because I look for you and you are not |
| Tears begin to flow from my eyes |
| Because I love you so much |
| And I can't help it |
| eh |