Las Penas Con Pan Son Buenas

I want all my friends to come along
And help me forget my troubles
'Cause I don't want any more sadness in my life
I want to forget the betrayal from that girl

I gotta make it clear that they’re not all the same
Some are bad, but many are good
The one who’ll give me her affection will come
The one who’ll truly love me will show up

(repeat all)
I want to tell God about my sadness
Long live love, and the next one’s for them
So, my friend, let’s not talk about troubles anymore
'Cause in the end, bread makes the heartache better