Mira lo que te has perdio

Last warning, the plane is leaving,
How tiny you look!
Fold the handkerchief and keep it,
Almost don't even say goodbye.
For you my years of kisses and deceit,
Of guilt and harm...
Ah, ah
For you my house, for you my gag,
And the time that passes,
Just for you.

(CHORUS)

Ah, ah....
Throw the newspaper into the mouth of the sea,
Let hell swallow it
And the calendar of my loneliness,
Keep it as a memory.
For you my lost afternoons of tears,
Wounds and doubts,
Ah, ah...
For you a veil of glory, of mother,
Of slave and bride...
Just for you.
Come on!
For being a coward,
Look what you've missed.