Rara Bien

It was harder than it seemed at first
I didn't want to love her but I got used to having her in my hands every night
The love of four days was fiercer than that of years
It was so fast, and it was supposed to end without hurting us

But you hold on to my notes
You hold on to this crazy melody that comes out of my mouth
But you cling to my back
I fly on the edge of your skirt, to your feet

It was so strange waking up without her caresses
I have too much bed, it feels too big when her huge smile doesn't cover me
I went from being that crazy loner to being a couple of weird crazies
I never thought I could find a girl like you in this place

We played at being happy and we were good at it
We played all the time
We played fast and we played slow

And you hold on to my notes
You hold on to this crazy melody that comes out of my mouth
But you cling to my back
I fly on the edge of your skirt to your feet

It was good, it was bad
I don't know if we ever deceived ourselves or played for real
I won't fall in love with you but I can make you happy
And I have sworn to myself
That I don't want to be sad
I don't want to have a hard time
And if I've learned something, it's that love is not healthy
I don't want to be sad
I don't want to fall in love
And I don't want you to either
I don't want to be the bad guy

We played at being happy and we were good at it
We played at being happy and we were good at it