Qué Le Debo a La Vida
Cafe Quijano
What Do I Owe Life
What do I owe life that punishes me
What do I owe that I must be held accountable
When the good comes, if it ever does
I wouldn't believe it arrives even if I saw it
Who writes destiny, who is my owner
Who steals my sense and feeling
I don't deserve to live like this, no, I don't deserve it
I don't aim for riches nor this eternal poverty
Tell me life, what do I owe you
Why do you punish me without reason or rhyme
You deny me the essences of affection and pleasure
The delicate hands and the kisses of a woman
Tell me life, what do I owe you
Why do you punish me without reason or rhyme
You deny me the essences of affection and pleasure
The delicate hands and the kisses of a woman
Where does luck sleep, let it wake up
It has me lost in oblivion
I have no strength nor desire left
I no longer expect bad or worse times
Sometimes for being young and others for being old
You never know anything, the years come
And the bad thing is that it passes and nothing happens
Then you reach old age and the train escapes
Tell me life, what do I owe you
Why do you punish me without reason or rhyme
You deny me the essences of affection and pleasure
The delicate hands and the kisses of a woman
Tell me life, what do I owe you
Why do you punish me without reason or rhyme
You deny me the essences of affection and pleasure
The delicate hands and the kisses of a woman
