Las Cosas Del Amor

I put on my leather gloves,
My best smile
And looking at myself in the mirror it told me
Don't you think it's already late
To be in a hurry?

You know she's not a good companion
Even though sometimes she's the only one who wants
To dance with you

And ignoring any commandment
I've never felt like anyone's sheep
I've cut the bullfighter's pigtail
To get my diploma between your legs
To contradict the songs
That love always sounds out of tune
Don't get married or embark
Unless it's a Tuesday
From any past year

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The things of love are dangerous
And make you lose your mind
If someone gives you roses
Let it be your last supper
Otherwise, you'll dance with wolves until the day you die
If you kill Cupid well, he'll steal your wallet

Soaked to the bone, from so many disappointments
I realized that this world is a handkerchief
Because it's always the same ones who play the...
Same chords
Of sad, gray songs, like life
Of sad songs like men

And I don't want you to clean my glasses
No, I want you to see for me
Even though everyone knows
That you bought me on sale
No one has to know how badly I turned out
Toothbrush in hand, I'm ready for anything
To give my life to the garment
That has the guts to hide the Moor
And not give me the gold

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