L'amour
Enrique Bunbury
Love
The kid is hungry
Mom has already left
They have abandoned him
For a guy from the underworld
The kid cries and cries
Mom, where are you?
Partying in Ibiza
With some German
It seems that I
I make love
Something whimsical and immoral
Regarding you
I'm just a storyteller
And now I'm sad and bad
The kid is now a man
He has survived gravity
The irony of physics
Enemy of sincerity
Love distracts
Love confuses
What the hell is love
Those couples kissing and touching
Absent!
It seems that I
I make love
Something whimsical and immoral
Regarding you
I'm just a storyteller
And now I'm sad and bad
The man is now grown
He hates poets like me
Who pull the strings of lives
Love
