I used to not know of sadness,
nor of tears, nor any of the things,
that were making me cry.
I knew of affection,
of tenderness.
Ever since I was a child,
my mother taught me about that.
My mother taught me about that.
That and much more.
I had never suffered. I had never cried.
I used to be very happy.
I used to live very well.
Until I met you,
I saw life with pain.
I'm not lying - I was happy,
even with very little love.
And, too late, I understood
that I should not have loved you,
because now I think about you
more than before, much more.
I used to have a very different life,
something beautiful, something wonderful,
full of good fortune.
I knew of happiness,
the beauty of life,
but not of loneliness,
but not of loneliness,
of that and many more things.
I had never suffered, I had never cried,
I used to be very happy,
I used to live very well.
Until I met you,
I saw life with pain.
I'm not lying - I was happy,
even with very little love.
And, too late, I understood
that I should not have loved you,
because now, I think about you
more than before, much more.
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Ah... Ay...
Ah... Ay...
Ah... Ay...
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Now I want you to tell me
if it was worth it or not,
having known each other,
because I do not trust you any more.
And it's that you were very bad.
Yes, very bad with me.
That's why I don't love you.
I never want to see you.
Go away! Go away!
Leave! I am coming apart from my pain!
Go away! I don't love you.
I never want to see you again!