Cumbias Con Clase

Your angelic face, your goddess-like body, sculpted in rocks,
anyone loves you, anyone is deceived, such a beautiful woman,
I drank your kisses and a journey to your chest, I stole your dream
nothing mattered to me because you were my queen and I loved you.

I wasn't so blind, what you asked me I understood,
I didn't imagine that day after day you laughed at me,
I left my friends, I even left my old and saintly mother,
I distanced myself from everyone just to do what you wanted.

Nothing mattered to me, like a king of kings I believed you loved me,
I saw through your eyes, I drank from your kisses, what luck of mine.

One day as usual I returned from a trip and everyone told me
that in the midst of drinks and in the arms of others you pleased yourself,
I lost my mind, I sank into sadness, I felt like I was dying,
I thought about killing myself to forget so many lies,
what an absurd story, I believed I was a king of kings and I was a king of mockery,
what a story mine, you seeing me crying just laughed.

My sad night, today is my sad night because a friend failed me,
I know there is no worse disappointment or wound that bleeds a heart
when the friend you trusted betrays you.

My sad night, today is my sad night and I don't even have the courage
to reproach what I did for you one day, real men are like that,
tomorrow your conscience won't make you happy.

All that remains is lament, this is my sad lament
I who gave you my friendship, you were just a bandit,
I gave you my brotherly hand and what's the use, my ingratitude is your punishment.

All that remains is lament, this is my sad lament
I who gave you my friendship, you were just a bandit,
I gave you my brotherly hand and what's the use, my ingratitude is your punishment.