Who would say
that the mink and the denim,
They could melt one day,
who would say,
Your caviar and I tortilla,
who would say,
It seems that love does not understand capital gains.
You go to the bank and I prefer the piggy bank,
I hear Serrat and you prefer locomía,
You go to the point I go for the fantasy,
It seems that love does not understand ironies.
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Who would say,
who would say that they are years,
Those that we already have together hand in hand,
Who would say,
who would say what's important,
It's accepting you and accepting me as a human.
If I love you and love me is an irony,
What a blessing mine
Awakening with you every day.
Me troubadour and your economics student,
You with the numbers I and the philosophy,
And although it sounds impossible in theory,
Love cares little about utopias.
People say that you and I do not make company,
For being water and oil that irony,
If we were the same as apathy,
We would not have to talk about every next day.
chorus
Who would say,
who would say that they are years,
Those that we already have together hand in hand,
Who would say,
who would say what's important,
It's accepting you and accepting me as a human.
Who would say,
who would say that they are years,
Those that we already have together hand in hand,
Who would say,
who would say what's important,
It's accepting you and accepting me as a human.
If I love you and love me is an irony,
What a blessing mine
Awakening with you every day.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)