Yesterday I started to beg
I should not beg you knowing that you did not really love me
I could never imagine
If I had imagined maybe heart this would not be pity
You turned my love in winter knowing that it was spring
I resign myself to losing because I have the courage and I will not cry even if it hurts a lot
Never forget my good that I will always love you even if you do not love me
I live singing happy although very sad this my heart
I am walking to a desert where there is neither sand nor sun
You only hear the silence that accompanied me saying goodbye
You will not feel what I feel
And if you feel it, you die of pain
Ayayay listen to my singing
Ayayay as she saddens me
Not having you hurts me so much
It hurts me so much not to have you
You turned this love into a thorn knowing they were
Beautiful flowers
They can not bloom
They are not flowers woman
They are thorns that hurt the story that remains
It is difficult to overcome this love that screams at me and asks me to return
Today my accordion is sad and even angry about your decision
Loneliness does not resist seeing me alone
Come back for god.
Ayayay listen to my singing
Ayayay as she saddens me
Not having you hurts me so much
It hurts me so much not to have you
(Bis)
Only among all we can make this a better place :)