Dos cobardes

If the blame was mine
If the blame was yours
Or if it was fate
Are the questions we ask
When you look at me with her
When I look at him with you

I keep boasting
That if you had accepted me
Today you would be the happiest
And you get tired of saying
That I would have already succeeded
You would have been my wife

There are two cowards
In the story of us
There's no point
In showing our true colors
I lacked a little money
And you lacked the courage to marry a poor man

I keep boasting
That if you had accepted me
Today you would be the happiest
And you get tired of saying
That I would have already succeeded
You would have been my wife

There are two cowards
In the story of us
There's no point
In showing our true colors
I lacked a little money
And you lacked the courage to marry a poor man