Amor Tirano (part. Grupo Triple L)

A sigh to the wind and I look at the sunrise
Once again at your feet because I don't know
I fall again
Smoke in the air, medicine in my cigarette, let's go
Remembering the beauty of your tyrant love
A love that won't last
An eternity
Your gaze said it and I don't want you to tell me
That what we have is limited
To what people say
Every day I think about how to return to your life
My life

Pure Triple L
Inheritance of bosses
Pull it, buddy

With my buddies I roll it
As much as I can
A little beer and some joints
So as not to relapse
Things from yesterday
I spend my time on the streets
And wandering around
And in my mind I'm thinking
How to do it
I know that if I look at myself badly
I have to control myself
Very hurt and all
But I keep being the son
Of a crazy bohemian
Conflicting feelings
Rejected by me
Crazy dream
I don't get angry
Other eyes
I make a fuss
Something a little
Entangle someone who makes me
Feel better, heart