Las Lluvias (part. Roberto Tapia)

You say you're gonna leave me
Just to see if I beg you
If you say you're really going
Then I won't keep on saying it
Even the rains will go
And soon enough, it's pouring again

If you think I'm gonna beg
You're mistaken, beautiful
I'm like a golden eagle
I only soar in the heights
And even if the cactus pricks me
I still love to pick the fruit

I never like to lose
Not in love or in the game
I love my freedom
To do whatever I want
And in poker, I go for the ace
'Cause with the ace, I never lose

I never like to beg
Not in love or for money
Only for me it should be
The love that I give myself
And no one will ignite
The fire that I start