Cinco Canas Más

He bought my youth
And upon seeing himself without charms
He paid for my freedom
With a thousand gifts

He bought my youth
Didn't mind renting my love
Old age quirks
Of hopelessness

I
With five more gray hairs
And less to lose
I would have understood
I
With five more gray hairs
Would know what it's like to see
Someone leave without being anything

He bought my youth
And it cost him dearly
The price of my skin
Didn't make me a slave

He bought my youth
Didn't mind renting my love
And who would believe
I also fell in love

I
With five more gray hairs
And less to lose
I would have understood you

I with five more gray hairs
Would know what it's like to see someone leave
Without being anything

I
With five more gray hairs
And less to lose
I would have understood you