I was a quiet boy
Until I found my golden dream
That she was a woman somewhat older than me
She was 35 and I was 18 for my favor
(Favor doubtful)
He started by giving me
Two shirts and a dress
For me to give them to my mom
That was followed by a shower of little gifts for me
(For me burial)
I even rubbed my hands
When I found out that she lived alone
Since he finally divorced
And in his house I made snacks, meals and breakfasts until I got fat
(I almost burst, as you will see)
I had everything, and I became idle
I spent the day of reading to love
What does my owner want? What does my charm want?
He told me in a sugary voice if he was going to move me
My friends commented
That I was a barbarian of the devil
And the fame of conqueror was born
The pepillas were looking for me, I pinched my arm to see
(If it was dreaming)
I learned, from a good friend
To hit my wife
To wear the pants, as is the tradition
And she went to my work, to surprise me with something illegal
(It was normal)
I realized that things
They were not there is your site
When I started to sew my clothes on, when I left
Then came the laughter, complaints and crying when sleeping
(And time passed)
I decided to leave her when one night
I woke up and saw her throw herself at me
With pruning shears your bushes
While he swore to me that he was not going to see another woman
I put on my boots and ran
Among threats that I can not repeat
I put on my boots and ran
No golden dreams, but honor safe
Only among all we can make this a better place :)