Seca Tus Lágrimas (part. Junior H)

Dry your tears, then get up
Go and don't come back, and until you are
Thinking clearly, stop that crying
Because that story I already know

Tell your friends not to call me
And give the message not to waste
Their whole time with your memories
I'm honest with you, I already erased them

Among the conversations we've had
Thousands of roses that I gave you
And in this story, I'm the bad guy
The one who's stripped of what he's earned

Dry your tears, then get up
Go and don't come back, until you are
Thinking clearly, stop that crying
Because that story I already know