I want to look for her tonight
to erase what happened and forgive her
I do not care what they say
and the things that will speak
total people always talk
I do not think more than her at any time
this devouring passion is terrible
and she always without knowing without even suspecting
my desire to return
that you have given me my life
I'm sad night and day
always roaming your corner
always looking at your house
and this passion that hurts
and this pain that does not happen
even Juan has been suffering the torment of your love
this poor heart that does not forget
he names it with the lips of his wound
and walking to a baso without flavor the butterfly of pain
crosses on the night of my life
companion
I'm in verbena nights
however I can not with my grief
and the knowledge that you are no longer
just sad and without love
I ask myself incessantly
that you have given me my life
I'm sad night and day
always roaming your corner
always looking at your house
and this passion that hurts
and this pain that does not happen
even Juan has been suffering the torment of your love
Only among all we can make this a better place :)