(And let's take serenade plebes again).
You told me on Friday I do not want to see you
your dirty life
is your lucky day tell me what else you want
I will please you in what you ask me
for how are you
in my cellphone
it's over our
there is a truth I will give up
Because I can not stand your damned jealousy anymore
but I have a plan is not for others
Have a bonfire outside your house so you can see me
and with my guitar I'm going to sing songs that hurt
you will remember those moments
that we were together
and you're going to cry when you hear my voice that I'm sure
you will want to return, you will ask for forgiveness
and I will courageously tell you that
Excuse me,
if before I leave I also insult you
There will be no more flowers or songs
thinking about your kisses
nor the serenades
that in the early hours
I kept pulling out of my hoarse chest
it's over the poet that impressed you
with cursilerias
I renounce my position
because I'm already arto of looking for you the side so you laugh
But I have a plan is not for others
Have a bonfire outside your house so you can see me
and with my guitar I'm going to sing songs that hurt
you will remember those moments
that we were together
and you're going to cry when you hear my voice that I'm sure
you will want to return, you will ask for forgiveness
and I will courageously tell you that
Excuse me,
if before I leave I also insult you
Excuse me,
yes before leaving (mija)
I also insult you
Only among all we can make this a better place :)