Sepultado

Here, we don’t mourn or cry for anyone
And I’m not talking about some dead guy, this is for the nameless one
A flower in the graveyard for the remains of this love
Just a handful of dirt is all that bastard deserves

Your ghost doesn’t haunt my memory anymore
The kisses from your lips are buried now
Your little bones are banned from my bed
Consider your favorite spot closed for good

Here, we don’t mourn or pray novenas
This story is dead, I buried it six feet down

Oh, love!

Your ghost doesn’t haunt my memory anymore
The kisses from your lips are buried now
Your little bones are banned from my bed
Consider your favorite spot closed for good

Here, we don’t mourn or pray novenas
This story is dead, I buried it six feet down