Amor Perdido

Lost love, if as they say it's true that you live happily without me.
Live happily, maybe their kisses give you the tenderness that I didn't give you.

Today I convince myself, that on your part you were never mine, nor I yours.
Neither you for me.. nor I for you.
It was all a game, only in the bet I put and lost.
It was a game and I lost, that's my luck.
And I pay because I'm a good player.
You live happier, that's your luck.
What more can a troubadour tell you

Live peacefully, it's not necessary that when you pass by you say