Que Sea (part. Calibre 50)

Surely I’m gonna sigh for you
A couple of months, half a year, a year and a half
What does it matter?

Surely I’m gonna be replaced
A couple of friends, a lover
A freeloader or a god

Let it be however it has to be
Let it be, I’ll understand
Let it be however you want it
Let it be, I have the virtue

To adapt
To whatever comes
And settle
For what I get for love

Oh
It’s Calibre 50, little one
And Joan Sebastian, the King of Jaripeo

Surely on a bad day you’ll cry
When your feverish
Crazy desires to sin end

Surely you’re gonna compare me
And you’ll find it’ll be too late
When you want to come back

Let it be however it has to be
Let it be, I’ll understand
Let it be however you want it
Let it be, I have the virtue

To adapt
To whatever comes
And settle
For what I get for love

Let it be