Letra
Yo no sé por qué razón cantarle a ella
Si debía aborrecerla con las fuerzas de mi corazón
Todavía, no la borro totalmente
Ella siempre está presente como ahora en esta canción
Incontables son las veces que he tratado
De olvidarla y no he logrado arrancarla
Ni un segundo de mi mente
Porque ella sabe todo mi pasado
Me conoce demasiado
Y es posible que por eso se aproveche
Porque yo, en el amor, soy un idiota
Que ha sufrido mil derrotas
Que no tengo fuerzas para defenderme
Pero, ella casi siempre se aprovecha
Unas veces me desprecia
Y, otras veces, lo hace para entretenerme y es así
Hoy recuerdo la canción que le hice un día
Y, en el fondo, no sabía que eso era malo para mí
Poco a poco, fui cayendo en un abismo
Siempre me pasó lo mismo, nadie sabe lo que yo sufrí
Una víctima total de sus antojos
Pero un día abrí los ojos
Y con rabia la arranqué de mi memoria
Poco a poco, fui saliendo hacia adelante
Y en los brazos de otra amante
Pude terminar, al fin, con esta historia
Porque yo, en el amor, soy un idiota
Que ha sufrido mil derrotas
Que no tengo fuerzas para defenderme
Pero ella casi siempre aprovechaba
Si algún día me besaba
Eso era solo para entretenerme y es así

Letter
I don't know why sing to her
If I had to hate her with the strength of my heart
Still, I haven't completely deleted it.
She is always present like now in this song
Countless are the times that I have tried
Of forgetting it and I have not been able to start it
Not a second of my mind
Because she knows all my past
he knows me too much
And it is possible that that is why it is taken advantage of
Because I, in love, am an idiot
Who has suffered a thousand defeats
I don't have the strength to defend myself
But, she almost always takes advantage
Sometimes he despises me
And, other times, he does it to entertain me and that's how it is
Today I remember the song that I made for him one day
And deep down, I didn't know that was bad for me.
Little by little, I was falling into an abyss
The same thing always happened to me, nobody knows what I suffered
A total victim of his cravings
But one day I opened my eyes
And with rage I tore it from my memory
Little by little, I moved forward
And in the arms of another lover
I was finally able to finish this story.
Because I, in love, am an idiot
Who has suffered a thousand defeats
I don't have the strength to defend myself
But she almost always took advantage
If one day he kissed me
That was just to entertain me and that's how it is