Y Con La Misma Canción
El Polaco
And With the Same Song
I never thought that she
Was the owner of my sadness
Because she was so beautiful
But she destroyed my whole existence
It was 10 o'clock at night and I couldn't sleep
I grabbed the car keys and said I'm going out
I arrived at a popular nightclub
As soon as I entered the area, I was shocked
The DJ in the booth, my music playing
But I never imagined what I would find
It was my girlfriend and she was with him
It was my girlfriend who was cheating on me
It was my girlfriend and she was with him
Oh, what a cruel woman
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
What irony of life
What irony to be an artist
What irony in this world
When you are deceived, you feel a deep pain
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
I never thought that she
Was the owner of my sadness
It was 10 o'clock at night and I couldn't sleep
I grabbed the car keys and said I'm going out
I arrived at a popular nightclub
As soon as I entered the area, I was shocked
The DJ in the booth, my music playing
But I never imagined what I would find
It was my girlfriend and she was with him
It was my girlfriend who was cheating on me
It was my girlfriend and she was with him
Oh, what a cruel woman
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
I never thought that she
Was the owner of my sadness
And with the same song, she grabbed him, kissed him
On the dance floor, I was left, watching
Slowly all their combination
For as much as I loved her, as much as I adored her
For her to repay me with betrayal with the same song
That same song that in a moment of love
My heart wrote to her and with the same song (the Polish)
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
What irony of life
What irony to be an artist
