19 Dias y 500 Noches Después

19 Days and 500 Nights, Later

Everything gives one step forward and one step back
All faces have their good and bad sides
We are all birds that fly
At the same time, towards the north and towards the south
Everything that is retold is already a different story
Everything that breaks, invents its enemy
And the same song, when changing person
Doesn't say the same old thing when saying the same
Ours lasted
As long as two ice cubes in a whiskey on the rocks
I know why I was
The unhappy one who bit his hook while believing him
Suddenly I saw myself
Like the bust of a dethroned king trampled on the ground
I was the jack of cards and the ground floor of skyscrapers
And they were right
His lovers, with him there is a before but no after
With me it was like this
He said I was his better half and started squeezing
Then he started
Turning around like a lion in a cage
Roaring at the moon, there is only one woman
And that's my Maria
Then he left
Went down for cigarettes and came back three months later
He came back staggering and looking like a skinny dog
Asked me to open the door with cuddles
I took away the key, the transport pass, to put it mildly, I gave him a passport
And I said, 'mate, you've lost your way'
I've been so blind
That I thought I was left without Alpha or Omega
If he left me
That song
In which he told the story his way
In which he blamed me for everything
For the misdeeds and nonsense
Where he bought me with costume jewelry
While serving him jugs of cold water
I would add, to finish it off
That to me, however
His famous 19 days and 500 nights
Seemed long
He said hello and goodbye
And the door slammed like a question mark
Instead of suffering
I got involved with a guy from the PP and a Real Madrid partner
Who sings hip hop
Plays paddle, tennis, and golf and is against bullfighting
He has set up his own law firm, I give him a seven
He sees me and does a handstand
Sabina fled
He left hopping like a rabbit
But as an artist, he has come a long way
He sees God portrayed when looking in the mirror
I saw him in Las Ventas singing our story
And like the horse tied to a wheel that goes like lightning after the carrot
My voice followed him
And while dancing, dreaming with my feet, I became the one from yesterday
When I loved him
That song
In which he told the story his way
In which he blamed me for everything
For the misdeeds and nonsense
Where he bought me with costume jewelry
While serving him jugs of cold water
I would add, to finish it off
That to me, however
His famous 19 days and 500 nights
Seemed long
Then he left
Went down for cigarettes and came back three months later
He came back staggering and looking like a skinny dog
Asked me to open the door with cuddles
I took away the key, the transport pass
To put it mildly, I gave him a passport
And I said, 'mate, you've lost your way'
I've been so blind
That I thought I was left without Alpha or Omega
If he left me