Así es la vida

And bring me more bottles
to get rid of that taste of your love.
And put it on the bill
all the misfortune it left behind.

That you don't want anything else from me.
That you left with that wretch.
What does it matter. What does it matter.

That depression is going to kill me.
That I'm going to live in alcohol.
What does it matter. What does it matter.

That you left without saying goodbye.
That you won't sleep on my mattress.
What does it matter. What does it matter.

That you tarnished my reputation.
What do you care more about, decent love?
What does it matter. What does it matter.

That I loved you too much.
And no one has loved you like I have.

That's life, so capricious.
Sometimes black,
sometimes pink.

That's life, so unpredictable.
It takes away, it puts back,
it lifts you up, it brings you down
and sometimes it gives it to you.

That you bled my heart dry.
That the nation will do me justice.
What does it matter. What does it matter.

That your life is like a carnival.
That sooner or later you'll come back.
What does it matter. What does it matter.

That I loved you too much.
And no one has loved you like I have.

That's life, so capricious.
Sometimes black,
sometimes pink.

That's life, so unpredictable.
It takes away, it puts back,
it lifts you up, it brings you down
and sometimes it gives it to you.