Cover Song Cita en el Bar Ricardo Arjona by @davidcentenor.

My dear friends of #hive today I am with you again with a song by the singer-songwriter Ricardo Arjona named "Cita en el Bar" a very curious story in which the man for being of Don Juan sometimes happens to him inexpericered situations, I invite you to enjoy my performance, I send you a strong hug and good vibe, take care of my friends.

Cita en el Bar

Ricardo Arjona

Voy a contarles una historia
Muy particular
Me sucedió hace unos meses
En un viejo bar
Un hola fué suficiente
Para entablar conversación
Le improvisé un poema
Inspirado en su diadema
Las intenciones del Don Juan
Ya saben ustedes donde van,
Cuando eran siete las cervezas
Haciendo alarde de destreza
La invité a mi departamento
Inventando no se que cuento
Aceptó muy gustosa
Eran las dos de la madrugada
Que manera de darle fin a la jornada
Paso lo que tenía que pasar
La noche fué de amar y amar,
Lo cómico es que al despertar
Cuando urge una carícia, me dijo
Son ochenta de los verdes
Y eso por tratarse de ti,
Le dije estoy acabado
Mira no tengo ni un centavo
Solo amanecí un poquito enamorado
Aceptas un cheque post fechado
Que sirva de pago por haberte amado...
Me dió un beso en la barbilla
Que me hizo un tanto cosquillas
Se vistió y se fué
¿A dónde? yo no se
Una lagrima en su mejilla
Y en su historia otra pesadilla
Regresó, y me dijo:
Tu deuda esta saldada
Yo también me marcho algo enamorada,
Le dije estoy acabado
Mira no tengo ni un centavo
Solo amanecí un poquito enamorado
Aceptas un cheque post fechado
Que sirva de pago por haberte amado
Ochenta verdes por ternura
Es una ganga en el mercado
Yo que buscaba una aventura
Y terminé enamorado.

Quote at the Bar

Ricardo Arjona

I'm going to tell you a story.
Very particular
It happened to me a few months ago.
In an old bar
A hello was enough
To engage in conversation
I improvised a poem
Inspired by his headband
Don Juan's intentions
You know where you're going,
When there were seven beers
Flaunting dexterity
I invited her to my apartment.
Making it up I don't know what I'm counting
She accepted very gladly
It was two in the morning.
What a way to end the day
I pass what had to happen
The night was to love and love,
The funny thing is that when you wake up
When a prison urges, he told me
It's eighty of the greens
And that's because it's about you,
I told him I'm finished.
Look, I don't have a penny.
I just got a little in love.
You accept a dated post check
May it serve as a payment for having loved you
He kissed me on the chin
That tickled me a little.
He got dressed and left.
Where? I don't know
A tear on his cheek
And in his story another nightmare
He came back, and said:
Your debt is paid
I'm leaving a little in love too,
I told him I'm finished.
Look, I don't have a penny.
I just got a little in love.
You accept a dated post check
Make it a payment for having loved you
Eighty greens for tenderness
It's a bargain in the market
I was looking for an adventure
And I ended up in love.