A Buena Broma

Let it take her away
Soon she'll know the good stuff
When they betray her too
It's just her usual thing
I had to see it, my brother
My brother, I had to see it
It happened to me just like you
How hard it was to believe it. (repeat)

It's like a kite flying in the sky
That won't stay steady no matter how hard you try
It's like a dream that fades when you wake up
The flower that at sunset doesn't smell the same
That woman played a good joke on us
She'll have her turn to lose when her time comes. (repeat)

Let it take her away
The same thing will happen to her
A lady like that
Only lives for whims
I'm not one to judge her
But I have to say it
That to live life
Everyone has their own style. (repeat)

It's like the spring water on the road
That gives relief to the traveler at their feet
But then it leaves with no fixed direction
And never returns to the one who gave it their love
That woman played a good joke on us
She'll have her turn to lose when destiny catches up with her. (repeat)