Ibet y diego

hello how are you it's just me
how are you it's me
the one who loves you
the one who invented bachata for you
Ibet I love you
Ibet I want you
I'm just the loser
although this is not an obsession I love you
I love you.

There is a saying,
you don't know what you have
until you lose it..

I saw you cry,
you lived in monotony,
and I listened to you talk,
but I was the one who understood you.

And that elf treasure stole from me,
and now I understand its value.
That defects are not covered
with excuses,
and instead I feel resentment.

Go and tell him that I hate him and detest him,
for having what was mine,
although I have been the guilty one.
That today I consider him an enemy,
regretting the loss,
in the battle for your love.
Tell him that I don't sleep at night,
imagining that in sex,
he devours you with passion.

I lack the courage to admit to him,
that by your side I was a child,
and darkness overcame me.
Add that today I rebel,
envy and selfishness,
impulsive without control.

Believing that I was the only one,
that you would love, how stupid.
He with the prize,
and I the loser.

The Kings

I saw him arrive,
and I didn't think it would matter,
and he started to conquer you,
turning you into my enemy.

And that elf treasure stole from me,
and now I understand its value.
That defects are not covered
with excuses,
and instead I feel resentment.

Go and tell him that I hate him and detest him,
for having what was mine,
although I have been the guilty one.
That today I consider him an enemy,
regretting the loss,
in the battle for your love.
Tell him that I don't sleep at night,
imagining that in sex,
he devours you with passion.

I lack maturity to admit to him,
that by your side I was a child,
and darkness overcame me.
Add that today I rebel,
envy and selfishness,
impulsive without control.

Believing that I was the only one,
that you would love, how stupid.
He with the prize,
and I the loser.