Cupid, I don't understand you
bragging about all your examples
of putting hearts together; you're an expert in aiming
Your arrows missed,
and from all the violets
that I have given you,
there isn't a single flower left in my garden
Cupid
Tell love not to come knocking at my door
that I'm not home, and not to come back tomorrow
because it's failed my heard numerous times
that I went away on vacation, far away from love
Tell love that it's not one of the pleasures of my life
Give it my farewell along with my reasons why
Cupid, I don't understand if luck just hates me,
and has made me inherit the misfortune of heartbreak
and forgive me, but you haven't succeeded once
my mistakes are huge, even though it's not your intention
Cupid
Tell love not to come knocking at my door
that I'm not home, and not to come back tomorrow
because it's failed my heard numerous times
that I went away on vacation, far away from love
Tell love that it's not one of the pleasures of my life
Give it my farewell along with my reasons why
Yes, sir
You like my bachata, girl?
I don't want any dates on my calendar
Nor appointments on my agenda
if they're about love
I'm not interested in listening to any more songs
I don't want to see any flowers
if they're about love
I've got my emotions on a diet
to avoid having moments of disillusion
Cupid
Tell love not to come knocking at my door
that I'm not home, and not to come back tomorrow
because it's failed my heard numerous times
that I went away on vacation, far away from love
Tell love that it's not one of the pleasures of my life
Give it my farewell along with my reasons why