A song to be sang in the middle of the night after being drinking and thinking about the loved one. " It is your fault as I am drunk, it is your fault...."
Sorry that I came, heart to heart, to your door, lost, demanding your love. To your door, lost in search of your love. It will be late at night, heart to heart, with my wounded heart demanding your love, with my wounded heart demanding your love. It's your fault, little black girl, that I drink and get drunk, if I haven't been able to sleep, it's your fault, little black girl. If I haven't been able to sleep, it's your fault, little black girl. It's your fault, little black girl, that I drink and get drunk, and then drunk, I pass your door crying, and then drunk, I pass your door crying. It will be late at night, heart to heart, with my wounded heart demanding your love, with my wounded heart demanding your love. It's your fault, little black girl, that I drink and get drunk, if I haven't been able to sleep, it's your fault, little black girl. If I haven't been able to sleep, it's your fault, little black girl. It's your fault, little darling, that I drink and get drunk, and then drunk, I pass your door crying, and then drunk, I pass your door crying.
Disculpa que haya venido, corazón a corazón,
hasta tu puerta, perdido reclamando tu cariño.
Hasta tu puerta, perdido en busca de tu cariño.
Tarde será en la noche, corazón a corazón,
con mi corazón herido reclamando tu cariño,
con mi corazón herido reclamando tu cariño.
Es por tu culpa, negrita, que tomo y me emborracho,
si es que dormir no he podido, es por tu culpa, negrita.
Si es que dormir no he podido es por tu culpa, negrita.
Es por tu culpa, negrita, que tomo y me emborracho
para luego de borracho pasar tu puerta llorando,
para luego de borracho pasar tu puerta llorando.
Tarde será en la noche, corazón a corazón,
con mi corazón herido reclamando tu cariño,
con mi corazón herido reclamando tu cariño.
Es por tu culpa, negrita, que tomo y me emborracho,
si es que dormir no he podido, es por tu culpa, negrita.
Si es que dormir no he podido es por tu culpa, negrita.
Es por tu culpa, negrita, que tomo y me emborracho
para luego de borracho pasar tu puerta llorando,
para luego de borracho pasar tu puerta llorando.