Bigote Mojado
Joan Sebastian
Wet Mustache
What do you gain, woman?
What do you gain by being
The executioner of my feelings?
And what do you gain, woman?
What do you gain by being
The reason for my suffering?
Who flatters you, woman?
And who pays you to see me
Begging like a homeless guy?
Who told you no?
Who told you that I
Shouldn't even be your friend?
All my sorrows carry your name
Your name written on my heart
I've forgotten that I'm a man
And a man cries discreetly
I'm tired of this torment
Tired of living like this
With my mustache always wet from crying for you
What do you gain, woman?
What do you gain by being
The maker of my sadness?
What do you gain, woman?
What do you gain by being
The pain in my head?
Who flatters you, woman?
And who pays you to see me
Begging like a homeless guy?
Who told you no?
Who told you that I
Shouldn't even be your friend?
All my sorrows carry your name
Your name written on my heart
I've forgotten that I'm a man
And a man cries discreetly
I'm tired of this torment
Tired of living like this
With my mustache always wet from crying for you
All my sorrows carry your name
Your name written on my heart
I've forgotten that I'm a man
And a man cries discreetly
I'm tired of this torment
Tired of living like this
With my mustache always wet from crying for you
With my mustache always wet from crying for you
