Mi Rey, Mi Santo (part. Ana Bárbara)

I won't see your eyes in my eyes
Nor your red lips
What will I tell my foolish heart?
Maybe I'll lie
Or perhaps I'll tell it that we weren't meant for each other
That this love is broken
I better talk straight to it and tell it what happened
The damage is already done, this is already over

It hurts so much
I had you as my king, as my saint
I fell so low in the web of your charms
It hurts so much

And I didn't know
That every kiss from your mouth was lying to me
Nor that stopping kissing her would hurt me
And I even believed
That the truth was your fault
But it's not my fault

It hurts so much
I had you as my king, as my saint
I fell so low in the web of your charms
It hurts so much

And I didn't know
That every kiss from your mouth was lying to me
Nor that stopping kissing her would hurt me
And I even believed
That the truth was your fault
But it's not my fault

And I even believed
That the truth was your fault
But I
I did believe you