La Ultima Cancion
Fievre Looka
The Last Song
This is the last song
That I write for you
I got tired of living without meaning
Of thinking only of you
If tomorrow you find me maybe
Going with someone else and you see me
You will realize that for you
I am not the same
Now you, who made me cry
Will have to remember
That I was yours in soul
And you missed the chance
The beautiful love songs
That I wrote for you thinking of you
I confess that like those, you won't hear anymore
Tomorrow I know that this song
You will have to listen with the fever sounding
You will think that your damn pride
Made me cry from waiting so long
But don't cry and feel inside that love hurts
Then you will see the worth of a great love
Then you will cry and remember me
If tomorrow you find me maybe
Going with someone else and you see me
You will realize that for you I am not the same