De Que Te Vale Fingir
Yuri
What's the Point of Pretending
What's the point of keeping quiet
In the morning and pretending
If you don't come so many nights
What's the point of dreaming
About that ideal man
If his contempt hurts you
Fulfilling your duty
Of faithful and servile wife
Putting aside being happy
What's the point of his passion, ice on your skin
If he doesn't love you
What's the point if he doesn't love you
If he doesn't look at you when kissing
If he doesn't desire your body
If you don't feel him tremble
If you're consumed inside
If your illusion breaks
If he leaves you no way out
If he ignores your pain
If you feel dead inside
If you run from the truth
Knowing that it exists
If you can't save anything
If you lost hope
If he doesn't deserve your love
What's the point of laughing in front of others
If you suffer and cry alone
What's the point of creating the facade of a great home
If you suspect he has another
Trembling for his
Heat without pride or courage
To rip him out of your soul
What can be now in him
If he tramples your love
If he doesn't love you
What's the point, if he doesn't love you
If he doesn't look at you
