Ya No Te Aguanto

Lucía: If one day he could read my mind,
When he comes in with his eternal bad mood,
And speaking with a sergeant's look,
He keeps repeating the whole sermon. . .
Joaquín: No matter how hard I've tried, I don't understand her,
I never have the right with her,
And it's because I'm living with a saint,
The holy virgin of denial. . .
Lucía and Joaquín: I can't stand you anymore, I say inside,
Every day, always the same, how boring,
I can't stand you anymore, I keep repeating,
I can't stand you, but I miss you when I don't have you. . .
Lucía: If one day he could guess what I'm thinking,
When we go on vacation for a whole month,
The day he's at home is a torment,
With thirty days, there's no salvation. . .
Joaquín: It's impossible to agree with her,
And if we do, she changes her mind,
I know she doesn't do it on purpose,
Contradicting is her vocation. . .
Lucía and Joaquín: I can't stand you anymore, I say inside,
Every day, always the same, how boring,
I can't stand you anymore, I keep repeating,
I can't stand you, but I miss you when I don't have you. . .