Ojos Tristes

Fatality does not exist
In your vocabulary
Spontaneity, your bread
From the newspaper

Hope, it's not worth it
It is equivalent to a conviction
Uncertainty doesn't interest you
You will have to face the consequences

And you mock this and every tragedy
With simple verses you turn tears into comedy
You expose yourself, you reveal it in your sad eyes
You turn your lament into jokes
You put it on a pedestal
To that creature of fatal life

Uncertainty doesn't interest you
You will have to face the consequences

You only live once
Why worry?
Wish me again, a warm romance
Sad eyes, but a genuine smile
You exist to kill misery

Thanks for the trip
What am I saying, a trip? An adventure, a journey
More than a day, an odyssey
You did great
Thank you for your sad eyes