Mala Suerte
Los Bunkers
Bad Luck
A good listener few words
Even when it is not necessary
I won't make it through this winter because of the government
I didn't tell you thousands of times until today
It seems that it will be better
Kill each other
It will be much better
Kill each other
And I don't know why, I'm like that
Bad luck is already part of me, and I feel like I once said things are never as they seem
And I don't know why you follow me where I go
You spend all your time here asking for some favor
If you saw what it costs to be happy
There's nothing left to do here