Love is a river
that goes in one direction.
And it doesn't stop,
it doesn't look for the short path.
But if the rain has not fallen,
it lasts a few months.
But the year comes and it dries up.
My love was a river,
that gave more than it received.
You were my queen
and I was just your jester.
You had fun for a while.
I lived by trying.
But the comical costume
doesn't fit me anymore.
The strategy of being patient was not enough for you.
It took so long to realize it.
But today someone else knows how to value what you didn't know.
It's not resentment, but you missed it.
My love is a river
that finally found the ocean.
She has given me
everything that I lacked with you.
I wouldn't tell you any of this.
But it's just that a few months ago
you've been looking for me insistently.
The strategy of being patient was not very smart.
I don't recommend you go that route.
Well today someone else has stolen her soul from me
and how rich she feels.
And not to be too obvious,
but you missed it.
Ohhh ohh ohhh
Ohh no no
My love is a river.