Experto En Fracasos

Now it turns out you're leaving
And you bring two roses to give me
The white rose: Your friendship
And the yellow one: The best you wish for me

Goodbye, love, and go in peace
This isn't the first pain I've felt
If I'm to tell you the truth
If I'm to tell you the truth
Counting my sorrows keeps me busy

My poor heart has become, in love
An expert in failures
Here the saying failed: That the best rider
Is made with the hard knocks

It's pretty clear that you're going
I don't need explanations
Every word is unnecessary
When hearts have already said goodbye

But I repeat: Go in peace
This isn't the first pain I've felt
If I'm to tell you the truth
If I'm to tell you the truth
Counting my sorrows keeps me busy

My poor heart has become, in love
An expert in failures
Here the saying failed: That the best rider
Is made with the hard knocks

My poor heart has become, in love
An expert in failures
Here the saying failed: That the best rider
Is made with the hard knocks