One for poor and ugly, man
But I craved, ay ome
I have the black shirt
Today my love is in mourning
Today I have a pity in my soul
And it's because of your spell
Today I know that you do not love me anymore
And that's what hurts me the most
That I have the black shirt
And a pity that hurts
It seems wrong that I just stayed
And it was pure all your lie
What a damn bad luck of mine
That day I found you
By drinking from the malevolent poison of your love
I was dying and full of pain
I breathed in that bitter smoke of your goodbye
And since you left, I only have
I have the black shirt
Because I have the soul
I lost your temper for you
And I almost lost my bed
Bed, bed, eat on, baby
I tell you with dissimulation
That I have the black shirt
And below I have the deceased
To stab you whenever you want mommy
As you hear it, mija
I have the black shirt
Your love does not interest me anymore
What yesterday knew me to glory
Today I know pure ...
Wednesday afternoon and you do not get there
Not even showing signs
And me with the black shirt
And your bags at the door
It seems wrong that I just stayed
And it was pure all your lie
What a damn bad luck of mine
That day I found you
By drinking from the malevolent poison of your love
I was dying and full of pain
I breathed in that bitter smoke of your goodbye
And since you left, I only have
I have the black shirt
Because I have the soul
I lost your temper for you
And I almost lost my bed
Bed, bed, eat on, baby
I tell you with dissimulation
That I have the black shirt
And below I have the deceased
I have the black shirt
Because I have the soul
I lost your temper for you
And I almost lost my bed
Bed, bed, eat on, baby
I tell you with dissimulation
That I have the black shirt
And below I have the deceased