De Que Me Sirve

The girl I want is the one with black eyes
she's the one who knows how much I desire
The girl I want is the one who plays with my feelings
she's the one who knows how to stir my jealousy
And while I suffer for her
and in the meantime, I'm overwhelmed with sorrow

What good is it to make her smile
play with her hair
tell her "I adore you"
What good is it to keep the secret
if I don't have her
What good is it to throw her compliments
if she doesn't even look me in the eyes
What good is it what people think
if she's the one who occupies my mind

The girl I love
is the one who plays with me every day
she's the one I think
is killing me

The girl I want
doesn't feel what I feel for her
she's the one I hope values those moments
And while I suffer for her
and in the meantime, I'm overwhelmed with sorrow

What good is it to make her smile
play with her hair
tell her "I adore you"
What good is it to keep the secret
if I don't have her

What good is it to throw her compliments
if she doesn't even look me in the eyes
What good is it what people think
if she's the one who occupies my mind

What good is it to make her smile
play with her hair
tell her "I adore you"
What good is it to keep the secret
if I don't have her
What good is it to throw her compliments
if she doesn't even look me in the eyes
What good is it what people think
if she's the one who occupies my mind.