La Ultima Cancion

This is the final song
That I sing for you

I'm tired of living without purpose
Of thinking only of you
If tomorrow you find me maybe
With someone else
And you see me, pretend
That I'm not the one for you

And now you, who made me cry
Will have to remember
That I was yours in soul
And you lost
The opportunity

The beautiful songs that last night
I sang for you
Thinking of you

I confess that like those
You won't hear anymore
Tomorrow I know this song
You'll have to hear on the radio play
You'll think your damn pride
Made me cry
From waiting so long

But don't cry
And feel inside
How love hurts

Then you will see
The worth of a great love
Then you'll cry and of me
You'll remember

This is the final song
That I sing for you

I'm tired of living, of living without reason
Of thinking only of you
If tomorrow you find me with someone else
And you see me
Pretend that for you
That for you
I'm not the same

Pretend that for you
I'm not the same