Mala Suerte

"Our love is over," you said coldly
I thought to myself: Maybe you’re right
I thought it over and left you alone, alone and in charge of your life
While I played with my conscience, risking my heart

And I shut my eyes tight, and pressed my lips hard
To not see you, to not talk to you, to not shout goodbye
And, slowly dragging my feet, I went to the bar on the corner
To drown with a few drinks what could have been your love

I can’t promise to change the life I lead
Because I was born a wild one and that’s how I’ll die
I’m drawn to the party, the coffee, the crowd
And wherever there’s a dance, I can’t help but go

You know well how I’ve been, you know well how I think
About my crazy restlessness, about my urge to roam
Bad luck if I lose you today! Bad luck if I’m alone!
I’m the one to blame for everything since I can’t change

Because I know my life isn’t a model life
Because when you have someone, you’ve got to give your all
And I’m like the goldfinch who, even in a golden cage
In its song, always cries for the urge to fly

I’ve had bad luck, but to be honest
I’m grateful to you, you’ve been my girlfriend and my wife
If life ever pushes me hard one day
You can be sure I’ll remember you.