Buenas Cosas Mal Dispuestas
La Buena Vida
Good Things Badly Arranged
The bad thing about life is often the best
Because it makes you feel like a jerk
The not good thing about laughter is that in the end
Nobody wants to laugh, they can only cry
How sad I feel looking back
Seeing that there is nothing
Seeing that there is no one to share the whole week
Seeing the years go by next to me and I have nothing left
I have nothing left
You see it all week
I usually see you
In that dress so cute
That I brought you for Easter once
That fits you so well so pretty
That you seem to love me again
Love me again
Feeling so comfortable that
Nothing has changed
Nothing has changed.
