Fijate

Look at how I have my eyes
Already lifeless and tearless
and it's because of so much crying

Look at how I have my hands
Trembling and old
And it's because of so much taking

Look that nothing matters to me anymore
Because all the good
You took away when you left

Look that if one day you were to return
And if by chance you saw me
You would start to cry
I swear to God
You would start to cry

Look at how I have my hands
Trembling and old
And it's because of so much taking

Look that nothing matters to me anymore
Because all the good
You took away when you left

Look that if one day you were to return
And if by chance you saw me
You would start to cry
I swear to God
You would start to cry