For a head, from a noble foal
That right at the line, it relaxes when it arrives
And that when it returns, it seems to say
I haven't forgotten, brother, you know you don't have to play
For a head, a mess of a day
Of that flirtatious and smiling woman
Who, when smiling, swears about love, who is lying
Burn on a bonfire, all my love
For a head, all the madness
Her mouth that kisses, erases the sadness, calms the bitterness
For a head, if she forgets me
What does it matter to lose my life a thousand times, why live
How much disappointment, for a head
I swore a thousand times, I will not insist again
But if a glance hurts me when passing see
But if something happens, it becomes fixed on Sunday
I'm all in, what am I going to do?