Sabor a Derrota

This is already a fact, it's over, you leave me
I think it's my punishment for loving beautifully
I don't know if I can get used to it in time
My old age with you was in my plans

Why beg him if he has fallen in love?
Why insist that he stay by my side?
I have to force myself to face my present
Because, in your future, I am your past

I created memories that are now my torment
I didn't give a little, I gave a hundred percent
I grew a rose by planning a vase
And today it is their thorns that are hurting

I feel like my life is being ripped from my chest
I feel like my soul is being beaten to death
In here, I feel a dagger in poison
Disappointment always attacks you on the sword

Oh, how bad the taste of defeat feels
Now I know how hard a goodbye is
Seeing you pack your suitcase without anguish
Confirm that no, confirm that I was not the love of your life

I created memories that are now my torment
I didn't give a little, I gave a hundred percent
I grew a rose by planning a vase
And today it is their thorns that are hurting

I feel like my life is being ripped from my chest
I feel like my soul is being beaten to death
In here, I feel a dagger in poison
Disappointment always attacks you from behind

Oh, how bad the taste of defeat feels
Now I know how hard a goodbye is
Seeing you pack your suitcase without anguish
Confirm that no, confirm that I was not the love of your life

Seeing you pack your suitcase without anguish
Confirm that no, confirm that I was not the love of your life