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Tired of loving
Thinking that maybe
I have been for you, a game.

Tired of waiting
To whom I no longer matter
I die of so much loneliness.

I know you don't care
You've always been like that
So indifferent to me,
While I, about you
I've always been in love.

Ask her
To the sea how many times I've thought of you, woman
To the wind how many times I've shouted your name
Ask her, ask her

Ask her,
To the wine, companion of my loneliness
The time of my life that I've already lost
Ask her, ask her

Tired of loving
Thinking that maybe
I have been for you, a game.

Tired of waiting
To whom I no longer matter
I die of so much loneliness.

I know you don't care
You've always been like that
So indifferent to me,
While I, about you
I've always been in love.

Ask her
To that friend of ours how much I cried for you
Ask the night how much I waited for you
Ask her, ask her.

Ask her
Who no longer has tears to cry
Who has suffered so much that they no longer feel
Ask her, ask her