Nothing has been serious,
everything was a joke
how well I cheat.
I would have put my hands to the fire
for him and his love
Nothing has been serious,
everything was a joke,
what kind of person
He thinks I am.
When I see that they spoke
of my love seriously,
in that moment he looked at me and laughed
and he told me kidding,
nothing has been serious,
how do you think pigeon
I love you
This is how men are,
all are equal
but how nice it feels
when you were guided to an eye,
like a guitar little by little
I catch you, touch you and make you a song
This is how men are,
all are equal,
but how nice it feels
when one gives you a little kiss,
He says I love you and little by little
gets inside and goes to the bottom
from your heart
Nothing has been serious,
everything was a joke,
what kind of person
He thinks I am.
When I see that they spoke
of my love seriously
At that moment he looked at me and laughed,
and he told me kidding, nothing was serious,
how do you think pigeon
I love you
This is how men are,
all are equal,
but how nice it feels
when you were guided to an eye,
like a guitar little by little
I catch you, touch you and make you a song
This is how men are,
all are equal,
but how nice it feels
when one gives you a little kiss,
He says I love you and little by little
gets inside and goes to the bottom
from your heart
Only among all we can make this a better place :)