Al Santo Equivocado
Ariadna Tortosa
To the Wrong Saint
There were twenty-four nights
That I spent without sleeping
Child, I want you to know
Even though you're not here anymore
Little angel that doesn't fly
Always plays in his favor
And I to the wrong saint
I go, I pray another prayer
I don't want to cry
Don't make me cry
I don't want to see you anymore
I didn't mean you harm
All the spilled wine
And the unmade bed
Everything is messy
And you're not coming back
If I tell you that I'm lost
That something in me is not right
Today I dreamed you stayed
But I woke up alone
I don't want to cry
No, don't make me cry
I don't want to see you anymore
I didn't mean you harm
I don't want to see you anymore
I didn't mean you harm
I didn't mean you harm
I don't want to cry
No, don't make me cry
I don't want to see you anymore
I didn't mean you harm
I didn't mean you harm