In a freight train
A seated man who smokes
It's love that governs him
He clutches under his shirt
The photo of a brunette girl
In his head there is a sorrow
Country and western

Irene, Irene
Love is a thief on party nights
Irene, Irene
She took his heart, she left with it

A weary look, the hair
The mouth with the confessions
He closes his eyes, sees the scene
When in the middle of the night
She told him "I'm bored"
And that she left the domain
Sad western

Irene, Irene
Love is a thief on party nights
Irene, Irene
She took his heart, she left with it

He leaves her, she left him
No doubt she was tired
He looks at the countryside
His life goes towards the estuary
Without his Irene in hell
The wagon slowly moves away

Outside he sees leaving
The country of his childhood
The horses the great sun
(Country and western)
Their hooves, their impatience
The flies in their ears
The songs in the tavern
Country and western

Irene, Irene
Love is a thief on party nights
Irene, Irene
She took his heart, she left with it

Irene, Irene
Love is a thief on party nights
Irene, Irene
She took his heart, she left with it

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