As of today I hate radio stations,
Because their playing little love songs,
Melodies that speak of perfection,
Maybe those singers have never been heartbroken.
I don't believe in those verses and I'm a prime example,
Love should not exist,
There's no February in which I'm happy,
And I envy those who are joyous.
Blue, my soul is in bitterness,
I don't know what tenderness is,
Horoscopes lie to me, and so does the crystal ball,
I've lost all hope, I'm throwing in the towel,
Romance and passion are not for me.
I cry for love,
I climbed many mountains, without fear of an avalanche and I fell.
Television harms me,
May all those love shows die.
And may the DJ lose his job,
If I hear those little love songs.
Valentine's Day has become a business,
I hate that little bastard with the arrow,
That supposedly eternal love is a taboo,
Whoever falls in love always ends up fatal.
I don't believe in those verses and I'm a prime example,
Love should not exist,
There's no February in which I'm happy,
And I envy those who are joyous.
Blue, my soul is in bitterness,
I don't know what tenderness is,
Horoscopes lie to me, and so does the crystal ball,
I've lost all hope, I'm throwing in the towel,
Romance and passion are not for me.
I cry for love,
I climbed many mountains, without fear of an avalanche and I fell.
Television harms me,
May all those love shows die.
And may the DJ lose his job,
If I hear those little love songs.
Listen.
Let's go.
DJ, you could of play this one.
The king
Gustoso
A wiseman once warned me, and today I believe him,
He said love makes you happy but only for a few moments.
And I'm blue!
Blue, my soul is in bitterness,
I don't know what tenderness is,
Horoscopes lie to me, and so does the crystal ball,
I've lost all hope, I'm throwing in the towel,
Romance and passion are not for me.
I cry for love,
I climbed many mountains, without fear of an avalanche and I fell.
Television harms me,
May all those love shows die.
And may the DJ lose his job,
If I hear those little love songs.