Ingrata

The Ungrateful
Cafe Tacuba
Composition: Unavailable

Ungrateful
Don’t tell me that you love me.
Don’t tell me that you adore me,
that you love me, that you miss me,
that I don’t believe you at all.

Ungrateful.
Can’t you see that I’m suffering?
Please don’t tell me today
that without me you’re dying,
that your tears are fake.

Ungrateful.
Don’t tell me that you adore me.
It’s clear from your lips
that there’s nothing you can
offer to this mouth.

That’s why now I know you came
because you remember my affection.
That’s why now that I’m so sad
I don’t want anyone to see me suffer.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ungrateful,
don’t tell me that you love me.
You despise my words
and my kisses, the ones that once
made you dream.

Ungrateful
Don’t forget that if I want,
if I can hurt you,
it’s just a matter of me wanting
to hurt you and humiliate you.

Ungrateful
Even if you want to leave me,
the memories of those days,
of the nights so dark,
you’ll never be able to erase.

Don’t tell me that you love me,
that you adore me, that you miss me,
that I don’t believe you at all.

That’s why now I know you came
because you remember my affection.
And I don’t care if I cry a little
because that little will be for your love.

Don’t come asking me
to have compassion for you.
If you come just to tell me
that you want to be far from me.

I ask you not to come back
if it’s not to give me a little love.
I ask you and I beg you
for the affection that once united us.

Ungrateful.
Don’t tell me that you love me.
Don’t tell me that you adore me,
that you love me, that you miss me,
that I don’t believe you at all.

Ungrateful.
Can’t you see that I’m suffering?
Please don’t tell me today
that without me you’re dying,
that your tears are fake.
You despise my words
and my kisses,
because if I want to hurt you
it’s just a matter of me wanting
to hurt you and humiliate you.

Ungrateful,
even if you want to leave me,
the memories of those days,
of the nights so dark,
you’ll never be able to erase.

That’s why now I’ll have to gift you
a couple of bullets, to make you feel pain.
And even though I’m sad for not having you anymore,
I’ll be with you at your funeral.