This is a cover of the song *El Cigarrillo* by Ana Gabriel, written by Tito Fernández. Here are the lyrics translated into English: Last night I was talking with my cigarette I felt tired, so tired, bored and so empty That sometimes I even think I don’t even exist That sometimes I even think I don’t even exist I lit it very slowly and took a drag And as I watched the smoke vanish into the air I remembered so many things I thought I had forgotten I told it everything while I smoked it I spoke to it about you and all my longing I told it about your kisses and all my hopes I told it about your forgetting me, and my countless tears About all that we lived, and that today has become nothing I told it that maybe no one could ever love me Because I have tried to live life my own way Because I have refused to pay the tribute of lowliness and sin That today the world demands from us That perhaps I am already broken, or that life has defeated me That I have suffered and cried, that I have fought and laughed And what have I gained from being so understanding? Only to live in despair in such an empty world Last night I was talking with my cigarette And when I finished it, I remained lost in thought and sighs That in this sad verse, which is the world where I live Only it remains for me as my one and only friend. more