Esa

That one, that one that goes down the street
He doesn't know how to love
He knows how to shake her waist
And flirt, betray

I gave him my whole heart
I gave myself without a condition
But he doesn't know
He doesn't know how to love

That one, that one, that one with hair blowing in the wind
And facing the Sun
He knows of my suffering
And my pain

And so they watch her smile
She doesn't care about my suffering
Because she knows
Knows how to live

I gave him my whole heart
I gave myself without a condition
But he doesn't know
He doesn't know how to love

That one, that one, that one walking down the street
She is my love
Today is a thorn in my life
And yesterday was a flower

And so they watch her smile
She doesn't care about my suffering
Because she knows
Knows how to live