Sin Sentimientos

I am pleased to love you, I enjoy caressing you and putting you to sleep
It's chilling to have you in front of me and feel you smile (Ernes, eh)

I can't find the meaning of life
If my mother goes up, may she take me with her inside
Surrounded by assholes and my grandma is in heaven
Because they always take away the people I love the most

Forgetting with calos what memory can't
Life is a bitch, it spins more than a ferris wheel
You are very brave because you go with a baton
In the past, whoever talked about this would go to the dungeon

Don't run
Give me a slow kiss
I don't know how you do it but your movement has dictated me again
I say few 'I love you' but you know I mean them

It's useless to say it if you don't feel it inside
When the heart speaks, the mind is silent
The heart decides, that's why it later fails you
I'm a nervous guy, don't go over the line
The love from the stands when there's a goal in Mestalla

Girl
A cool and cocky guy
I want your ass bouncing on top in the room
Writing has become my passion
And missing you has become a tradition

Addiction is being between your legs
From my perspective, you are the most beautiful girl
Touching your hair, caressing you completely
Let 300 more come, those 300 don't matter to me

I have no evidence, nor doubts
I want to see you and have you naked by my side
You make me sick or you just turn me on
The doctor says there's no cure for you

Everything happens for a reason, that I'm clear about
What I don't see so clearly is that I don't want it, my brother
Here we know, the cheap ends up being expensive
When I catch Cupid, I'm going to shoot him three times

What does life mean if no one knows how to love?
If someone tells you they love you and you don't know if it's true
That's why I don't trust anyone, I only trust mom
My mother is the only person who will always be there

There are many things in life that I will never understand
My president travels by plane and in my neighborhood there's no food
Life is very unfair and you have to suck it up
You have to learn, but I never learned how to lose

I have friends deep in it
I've broken my family, brother, what have I become?
Breathe deeply, I reply
It's not you, that shit has changed you

The family broken by the son (Aah)
Sleeping among cardboard boxes, the one who used to be posh
And get me out of this shit, brother, I beg you
With a sota in his hand, he said it through tears

Fortunately or unfortunately life is too short
The one who sells it earns more money than the one who transports it
Deaf ear, mute words as Porta says
Mess with my family, crazy, and I'll break your mouth

Lady below zero, sleeping among cardboard boxes
My life is problems, freak-outs, and disappointments
Yesterday I played with death, odds or evens
I die for my brothers, I leave my two balls

What I used to do on weekends, I now do every day
Calm and at the same time worried about the police
Without sucking up to anyone, with my brothers up
At 17 years old in the raso and the masía (Eh)
(Me, eh) At 17 years old in the raso and the masía (Ernes, eh)