Buena Amiga
Joan Sebastian
Good Friend
Good friend, you haven't changed at all
You still have that look
That makes me sigh
And with that smile on your mouth
That makes me want to love you again
I have to accept it
Our yesterday has things
That I would like to repeat
But you have to see that today the roses
They bring thorns that will make you suffer
Oh, no
Good friend, better goodbye
Oh, oh, no, oh, oh, oh
Good friend, better goodbye
Good friend, why so sad?
If you were stone from head to toe
Tell me, what happened?
It was, perhaps, the crying that, in torrents
I cried for you when we were lovers
And your chest softened
Our yesterday has things
That I would like to repeat
But you have to see that today the roses
They bring thorns that will make you suffer
Oh, no
Good friend, better goodbye
Oh, oh, no, oh, oh, oh
Good friend, better goodbye
Our yesterday has things
That I would like to repeat
But you have to see that today the roses
They bring thorns that will make you suffer
Oh, no
Good friend, better goodbye
Oh, oh, no, oh, oh, oh
Good friend, better goodbye
