Piénsalo Bien [English translation]

Think hard before loving me

Don't think about it too much or maybe you're going to lose me

Your pity offends me, better just leave me your hate

That only hates what is loved

May you remember me with honor, not as heartbroken

That way you lose and I win

And I don't waste any more of my time, you've let me go without knowing

That it could have been me

That it could have been you

And who do you think lost?

Who do you think I am?

I'm everything you'll always miss had you known

When you discover that the only bitter drink

Was your sweet goodbye

My imagination knew you better than my senses

I fell in love with an idea, not with a reality

My obsession under the illusion of not being so trapped

In the levels of love of which I know nothing

It's not that he lives for me but that there hasn't been anybody yet

Who tortures my passion until I'm left breathless

Who soothes the pain of the weariness of looking for you

Who makes impatient my addiction to kissing and being kissed

Who shatters the reaction for loving and being loved

If it's not you, who could captivate me?

I'll keep looking for one who loves me and who lets me love them

It's easy, people like you bother me

Who always complicate everything and don't appreciate it right away

The book is closed now, even before we start

This story is unwritten and will never be written

You let me go without knowing

What I could be, what I am, and what I would have been

And it was never you

And who do you think lost?

Who do you think I am?

I'm everything you'll always miss had you known

When you discover that the only bitter drink

Was your sweet goodbye

My imagination knew you better than my senses

I fell in love with an idea, not with a reality

Obsession under the illusion of not being so trapped

In the levels of love of which I know nothing

It's not that he lives for me but that there hasn't been anybody yet

Who tortures my passion until I'm left breathless

Who soothes the pain of the weariness of looking for you

Who makes impatient my addiction to kissing and being kissed

Who shatters the reaction for loving and being loved

For loving and being loved