El Perdedor (Pop) (part. Marco Antonio Solís)

What more do you want from me
If I have passed this test of your love
And I don't have the courage
To escape the pain forever

Too much to ask
That we continue in this hypocrisy
How much longer can I live
In the same lie?

No
Don't go bragging, no
That you have stolen my heart
And I have nothing left

Yes
I prefer being the loser
That has given you everything
And I have nothing left
I have nothing left (nothing left)

I can't go on anymore
Resisting that strange feeling
That makes my skin freeze
Like winter out of season

Your gaze and mine
Ignoring each other in the distance
Everything loses its meaning
And emptiness is better than oblivion

I prefer to let you go
Than to be your prisoner
And don't go there
Claiming to be the owner of my feelings

No
Don't go bragging, no
That you have stolen my heart
And I have nothing left

Yes
I prefer being the loser
That has given you everything
And that has nothing left

No (no)
Don't go bragging, no (don't go bragging)
That you have stolen my heart
And I have nothing left

Yes
I'd rather be a loser
That has given you everything
And that has nothing left
I have nothing left (nothing left)

What more do you want from me
If I have passed that test of your love?