Verso VII
Tantas cosas por tu amor hacía
Pero es obvio que nada pasaría
Tu corazón nunca conquistaría
Soñaba que algún día lo lograría
Pero en tus ojos, frío solo veía
Fui necio al pensar que me querrías
Mi esperanza era solo fantasía
Amarte fue locura y poesía
Verse VII
I did so many things for your love
But obviously nothing would happen
He would never win your heart
I dreamed that one day I would achieve it
But in your eyes, I saw only cold
I was foolish to think you would love me
My hope was just fantasy
Loving you was madness and poetry
Escrita por: Miguel Angel Oroyo Perez