Tréboles De Cuatro Hojas

Don't have any more pity on me
I don't like the merciful
I no longer believe in the splendor of the gods

I just take up some space
I test my trust
And defend without hesitation those I love

I learned to live
Without four-leaf clovers
I learned to live
Without four-leaf clovers

How hard it is to breathe
Between the smoke and the phlegm
My head doesn't rest for a second

One turn and another
This love doesn't settle
I couldn't practice another exorcism

I learned to live
Without four-leaf clovers
I learned to live
Without four-leaf clovers