Sirilla me pides
Rolando Alárcon
You Ask Me for Nonsense
You ask me for nonsense,
which one do you want? yeah,
which one do you want?
I go for the yellow one,
I go for the green one, yeah.
You ask me for nonsense,
with this money, yeah,
with this money.
Going for broken loves
because of an ungrateful one, yeah.
Two equal paths,
which one will I take? oh yeah,
which one will I take?
If I choose the one I like
I will lose myself, oh yeah.
You left my side
to Santiago, yeah,
to Santiago.
The little hardships of loving you
weighed heavily on me, yeah.
You climb up,
you distance yourself so much, yeah,
you distance yourself so much.
Look at your poor lover,
how you leave them, yeah.
