A contratiempo
Mary Boquitas
Against the Clock
It's the fourth time she asks me to come and get you
and I accepted because I know how bad she is without you
I am a witness that she already talked to her
and told her that it was best to separate
Why don't you forgive him?
Maybe they could start something new?
Or is it that you're not doing bad without him?
Everything is fine
everything is perfect for me
my world spins without him, albeit a bit slower
but it's getting better, improving every moment
My luck is changing
I stopped moving against the clock
Tell her, tell her
tell her I feel giant
and that I've never felt better
and tell her there's not even a trace
of what used to be their great love
and tell her not to ask about me anymore
I'm tired of telling her so many times
to everyone who talks about him, who talks to me about him
The same story, the same tale
(the same story)
The same cloud of lies
(lies)
With which I hide the suffering I carry inside
because if the world turns very slowly
and my life moves day and night
Against the clock
Against the clock
The same story, the same tale
(the same story)
The same cloud of lies
(lies)
I never knew about them
(I never knew)
and the truth is that knowing about his deception, his deception
has hurt me too much
tell her not to insist anymore
tell her not to send roses
can keep going against the clock
against the clock
and he, he can stay with his wife
I couldn't go back to him
even if I were crazy
because if he's free, it's because of me
she has a home
and I think it's best that I respect that
tell her I already have another love
tell her what I tell everyone
The same story, the same tale
(the same story)
The same cloud of lies
(lies)
With which I hide the suffering I carry inside
because if the world turns very slowly
and my life moves day and night
Against the clock
Against the clock
The same story, the same tale
(the same story)
The same cloud of lies
(lies)
I never knew about them
(I never knew)
and the truth is that knowing about his deception, his deception
has hurt me too much
tell her not to insist anymore
tell her not to send roses
can keep going against the clock
against the clock
and he, he can stay with his wife
the same cloud of lies ...
The same story, the same tale
