Me llaman Octubre
Love of Lesbian
They Call Me October
They call me October, don’t try to know more about me.
Better not to ask, I’m a new moon easy to break.
Don’t waste your time
stubbornly trying to stay like a breeze by my side,
I turned you into November, that’s how my calendar goes.
Sometimes I think it’s a gift to forget.
They call me October, since I only talk about you
and there’s no solution left but to hide.
