You know what they say out there, poor nightingale, where it has fallen
they say that I am blinded by your love, and that you play with me
I don't ask you to account, sweetheart, I don't want to know who your owner is
Give me what you can give me, sweetheart, I accept it It doesn't matter.
It's enough for me, with a little of your love,
with what you have saved, with what you have forgotten
that's what I'm left with.
You know what they say Over there, poor nightingale, they have subdued him
they say that I am crazy for your love, and it is true, crazy lost
and it is true that sometimes I think I will die who you think I am, I am jealous
but one day I had to choose and now I saw what I prefer.
It is enough for me, with a little of your love,
the one you have hidden, the one that no one wanted
that I don't care no.
It is enough for me, with a little of your love,
with what you have saved, with what you have forgotten
that is what I am left with.