La Canción Más Triste Del Mundo

Today marks a month since you no longer see me
You left, nothing more
You wanted to give up on loving me
And how it hurts

That's why I waited with a tear-stained face
For you to arrive with roses, with a thousand roses for me
Because you already know that I love those things
It doesn't matter if it's silly, that's how I am
And it still seems unbelievable that my life is slipping away
Imagining that you'll come by here again
Where on Fridays, every afternoon as always
Hope says: Be still, and maybe yes

And you hurt
You hurt

Six months passed and you said goodbye
A pleasure to coincide in this life
There I was, with my heart in one hand
And in the other, excuses that even you didn't understand

Without warning
Our paradise left us
And now your memory
Casts a shadow over my heart

That's why I waited with a tear-stained face
For you to arrive with roses, with a thousand roses for me
Because you already know that I love those things
It doesn't matter if it's silly, that's how I am
And it still seems unbelievable that my life is slipping away
Imagining that you'll come by here again
Where on Fridays, every afternoon as always
Hope says: Be still, and maybe yes

Today marks a month since you no longer see me
You left, nothing more
You wanted to give up on loving me
And how it hurts