What goods to look for me again
If you cut my wings of course
The money ran out and surely you want to return to my arms
You don't care if I died of sadness
O He will cut my wrists, I know that I am
I ask you to please turn around
Go for another fool, maybe you see
I don't fall for it
What good is it for you to dedicate those songs to me? br/>If you spend your time breaking hearts
What good are those false tears?
That my pain doesn't even calm down with wine
What good are those fake caresses?
You don't realize that you have taken my life
I no longer want your kisses out of convenience
Once again it doesn't happen to me
It has already served me as an experience.
You don't care about me If I died of sadness
Or he would cut my wrists, what do I know?
I ask you to please turn around
Go for another fool, maybe I won't fall for it
What do you mean? It's good for you to dedicate those songs to me
If you spend your time destroying hearts
What good are those false tears?
That my pain doesn't even calm down with wine
What's the point? Those fake caresses are useful
You don't realize that you have taken my life
I don't want your kisses anymore for convenience
It doesn't happen to me again
It already served me as an experience