Hombre

Lucía: Man, seductive naive, with a genius disguise
And a count's haughtiness,
Man, even if you pretend, it shows on your face
Always what you hide,
Man, like a wolf in heat, shooter on the ground
Waiting for the blow,
Man, you get your prey and then forget about it
Even its name,
Man, you feel like a giant, the best in the world,
The greatest lover,
You tell your exploits with a foolish smile of arrogance,
Empty heart, insensitive and cold, poor, unhappy...
Man,
You will never love like a wise woman for a man,
Man,
Because your selfishness is like an endless abyss,
Man,
One day you will cry on a lonely and cold bed,
Man,
When you realize that no one else remembers
You anymore...
Man, you go through life closing your eyes,
Handing out wounds,
Living the moment, killing illusions, hurting feelings,
Empty heart, insensitive and cold, poor, unhappy...
Man,
You will never love like a wise woman for a man,
Man,
Because your selfishness is like an endless abyss,
Man,
One day you will cry on a lonely and cold bed,
Man,
When you realize that no one else remembers
You anymore...