El columpio

How many times I told you crying,
don't play with me,
don't lie to me,
because you'll end up in the street,
abandoned and lost selling your life.

I told you to think about what you say,
don't you see that life is like a swing,
it feels nice when it goes up,
but it hurts a lot when it comes down.

Now you see, you are
lost selling your life,
and I'm very happy,
may God
let your body dry up
and suddenly
the wind takes it away.

It's not that I have hatred towards you
and want to wish you ill,
but I would live grateful
if death takes me at this moment.

Now you see, you are
lost selling your life,
and I'm very happy,
may God
let your body dry up
and suddenly
the wind takes it away.