Tu historieta
Nelson Velasquez
Your story
How do you think now
you can come and invent me another story
You who think I have no memory
And again I believe you
You have no idea what I went through because of you
And seeing you again scares me
And by God, I won't believe you again
My life
Don't come to me with that story
That another love threw your suitcases
And that finally you see that I am the best
What did you think
That I would console your defeat
Or that I am still the idiot
And that I will feel compassion
What did you think
That I would erase from my mind
That you condemned me to beer
The pain that came with your goodbye
What did you think
That I would forget the sadness
That after breaking your promises
I gave you my love ten thousand times
My life
Don't come to me with that story
That another love threw your suitcases
And that finally you see that I am the best
What did you think
That I would console your defeat
Or that I am still the idiot
And that I will feel compassion
Because of you I had to go through many bitter days
And now that your ship has sunk
You swear that I will save you
Don't you remember that you threw me against the tide
But life takes many turns
And now you live the storm
My life
Don't come to me with that story
that another love threw your suitcases
And that finally you see that I am the best
What did you think
That I would console your defeat
Or that I am still the idiot
And that I will feel compassion
What did you think
That faith and love are eternal
That after living a hell
Because of you I will hug you again
You walked away
When I felt you the most in my chest
And if I love you again I risk
That you hurt me again
My life
Don't come to me with that story
that another love threw your suitcases
And that finally you see that I am the best
What did you think
That I would console your defeat
Or that I am still the idiot
And that I will feel compassion
My life
Don't come to me with that story
that another love threw your suitcases
And that finally you see that I am the best
What did you think
That I would console your defeat
Or that I am still the idiot
And that I will feel compassion
