El Desquite

What fault do I have
that because of your bad head you will suffer
I don't stop you
if that's your taste, you must follow that path.

Sooner or later
I will see you regretting your actions
when in vain
you want to repent and go back.

I suffer so you suffer
and if the game is lost
I like to burn my house
to see it burn from the front.

How bitter
would it be to think that you won't come back to my side
and yet
you will never see me crying for your love.

I better pretend
that it was a fair or carnival attraction
because there is no party
without a joyful beginning and a sad ending.

I suffer so you suffer
and if the game is lost
I like to burn my house
to see it burn from the front.