Ingrata Perfida

Ungrateful perfidious
Unfulfilled romantic
You squeezed me
All of my heart
And I, benevolent
Talked to you about loves
And told you
My anemic passion

You mocked
My ecstatic spirit
You walked around believing
That I would go kill myself

But you failed
And calmly reproach
Your intrinsic desire
That induces me to forget

Whatever may come out
Now I involve you
In the dirty maneuvers
That you used on me

Ungrateful perfidious
Words are not deeds
Now you, you, you are too much
And I lack you