Pos cui-cui-ri

In an old basket,
I return your heart,
Because it wasn't worth it,
Not even to buy a coffin.

With your things and the portrait,
I made a big bonfire,
I'm only left for a while,
With your little blessing without salt and grumpy.

Pos cui-cui-ri, pos cui-cui-ri,
You had me up to here with your cui-cui-ri,
Pos cui-cui-ri, pos cui-cui-ri,
For everything and until it stuck to me.

Now if you prefer me,
Pos cui-cui-ri,
And you die of jealousy,
Pos cui-cui-ri,
If you really love me,
Pos cui-cui-ri, pos cui-cui-ri and here everything ends.

Today I look at you face to face,
To throw your heart away,
Like some strange thing,
That once ignited my passion.

He who laughed now smiles,
Cries, cries who laughed,
If I said I would change,
With the saying before died now I.

Pos cui-cui-ri, pos cui-cui-ri,
You had me up to here with your cui-cui-ri,

Pos cui-cui-ri, pos cui-cui-ri,
For everything and until it stuck to me.
Now if you prefer me,
Pos cui-cui-ri,
And you die of jealousy,
Pos cui-cui-ri,
If you really love me,
Pos cui-cui-ri, pos cui-cui-ri and here everything ends