Flor de la Mancha
Arde Bogotá
Flower of La Mancha
I didn't expect, I didn't expect to find you
Among rubble, gasoline, and diamonds
Because considering the storm
That lost us in the desert of Carboneras
Considering your wickedness
I didn't expect to find you
We broke in very different ways
You in the chest, me right between the legs
But considering the mud
Where we crashed our love and that Seat 600
I see us now walking
And we're not so dead
We've already served our sentence
For destroying ourselves and causing harm
We've already lost the pain
The thousand scars, the stolen kisses
And now that I look at you again, I look at you again
It doesn't hurt so much
The path to forgiveness
Has become long for us
Call me, call me whatever you want
I don't care, your wars don't hurt me
Because considering the coldness
Of this bed in the Flor de la Mancha hotel
Considering your gaze
I prefer to endure you
We've already served our sentence
For destroying ourselves and causing harm
We've already lost the pain
The thousand scars, the stolen kisses
And now that I look at you again, I look at you again
It doesn't hurt so much
The path to forgiveness
Has become long for us
Promise me to drive by my side
Take me far away, where it hasn't happened
That now that I look at you again, I look at you again
It doesn't hurt so much
The path to forgiveness
Has become very long for us
We've already served our sentence
For destroying ourselves and causing harm
We've already lost the pain
The thousand scars, the stolen kisses
And now that I look at you again, I look at you again
It doesn't hurt so much
The path to forgiveness
Has become very long for us