I spoke ill of you to everybody,
I swore, I insisted, I convinced them all
That you are an imposter who feels nothing
Just today I spoke ill of you!
I stated you hit me, you oppress me,
That you're a coward, cynical and it appears!
That you would be capable of the greatest crimes,
If it paid enough! I said all this!
Everyone believed me blindly!
In some eyes I saw tears glistening!
I wept, I screamed, I moaned cynically,
But inside my soul was smiling!
On the women's mouth I saw fire
The hatred, and the rancor that I lit!
I lied to them all because of jealousy!
I want to be the only one to like, to like you!