Experto En Fracasos

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

Goodbye, love, and go in peace
It's not the first pain I've had
If I have to tell you the truth
If I have to tell you the truth
I entertain myself by telling sorrows

My poor heart has turned to love
Expert in failures
Here the saying failed, that the best rider
It is done with blows

It's quite clear that you're going to leave
I don't need explanations
Every word is unnecessary
When the hearts already said goodbye

But I repeat, go in peace
It's not the first pain I've had
If I have to tell you the truth
If I have to tell you the truth
I entertain myself by telling sorrows

My poor heart has turned to love
Expert in failures
Here the saying failed, that the best rider
It is done with blows

My poor heart has turned to love
Expert in failures
Here the saying failed, that the best rider
It is done with blows