This is life
He who supposedly gave it for you,
Today he takes it from you
In search of your struggle, money, your fame,
I see his smile
He was never your friend if he didn't wait for your departure
Oh, that's life
Many who watched over you,
Still ate your food
Who swore to you brothers' promises,
I doy mi life!
It counts with me all lo what pass., everyone said
Everyone said
A true friend is that when behind my back,
If he keeps secrets inside,
That when you fall he grabs you and lifts you up
And when you don't have he says I have me.
There is no interest in enlightened senses, for money,
That always treats you the same when you have or say No I have.
Stealing your love...
Stealing your love...
Stealing your love...
Stealing your love...
That's life
The one who supposedly gave it for you,
Today he takes it from you
In search of your struggle, money and your fame,
I see his smile
Munca was your friend If I didn't wait for your departure
For your departure
They are those who want to talk to you about their desires
Who want to have everything the same as yours,
And they don't want to give up less< br/>Who always want to dress like you,
And they want to always be the same as you,
And when they reach part of what is theirs they look with contempt
This is life
He who supposedly he gave it for you,
Today he takes it from you
In search of your struggle, money and your fame,
I see his smile
He was never your friend if he didn't wait for your departure
Oh, that's life
He who supposedly gave it for you,
Today he takes it from you
In search of your struggle, money and your fame,
I see his smile
He was never your friend if he didn't wait for your departure