Albur De Amor

I, as conceited
I made a mistake
my life is sad,
dear young one
this love game
I played it
Why would I want
a life without honor,
if I played badly,
if they shoot me
let them shoot me
and in the end, so what
I liked the love game
I played it
as I was poor
I mortgaged my life
and still
I have courage,
I bet as much as I could
if they shoot me
let them shoot me
and in the end, so what.