Mentira

You know you were for me
The light of my crazy head
The reason for my poor living
That yesterday you fed with love

Rag doll
That I adored so saintly!
And you pretended to love me!
Lie, lie, you have no forgiveness!

They ask me what are the reasons
Why you shattered my happiness
Why fatal reason you caused me so much harm
I'm not here to beg for affection

Maybe you gave it to someone else like me
Not even my regret for loving you like this!
And to think that I saw you cry
Of love, in my manly arms

I heard you swear your love to me
By everything grand there is
By your saintly old lady
May God rest her soul
And they were all lies
Lies, lies of a wicked woman!