La Número 20

I wish you bad luck
Because you deserve it
Although with that
I don't gain any interest

Go and tell your grandmother
And also your mother
That the house is yours
As long as you pay for it

I have in mind
San Martín de Porres
Because I want to see you
Suffer, cry

I have my pride
I don't beg anyone
And even if I'm nailed
I un-nail myself later

For my fortune
You are number 20
Never fun
And always boring

19 beautiful ones
And you for tears
That's why losing you
Doesn't hurt me so much

You are miserable
By nature
Let's see if one of these days
You go and confess

And ask for forgiveness
For being a bad person
With luck, God
Might even forgive you

For my fortune
You are number 20
Never fun
And always boring

19 beautiful ones
And you for tears
That's why losing you
Doesn't hurt me so much

You are miserable
By nature
Let's see if one of these days
You go and confess

And ask for forgiveness
For being a bad person
With luck, God
Might even forgive you