Yesterday was a perfect day
to try the imminent reconciliation
But I ended up like a bug,
Crushed in the sole of your accusation
Here goes, uncensored
A report of what happened
I told her, perhaps to prove it:
The air is hard for me without you
I told her, perhaps to encourage her:
Where the hell did you go without me?
I lit the bonfire to the hell
You looked at me and said "oh, that's nice asshole"
And I, like a true jerk,
With a balloon in hand in the shape of a heart
I told you: watch your language
You are a lady, say what happened to you
You said, "if you want lineage
go and talk to the old woman who bore you
You took off with intimacies
that spoke of the size and duration
And I, like a true jerk,
With a balloon that said "I love you" in the shape of a heart
Who knew that years before
we touched the sky with our hands
Who knew that years before
we painted graffiti of "I love you"
Say no more, that is of more
Don't attack any more, it will be perhaps
That you hate me with all the love of your life
I told you: it's not worth it
Losing the style talking about me like that
You said: I have a dozen
mother insults dedicated to you
I replied with: you're in urgent need of a diet
Put yourself on a bicycle, you're gonna burst
Forgive me if I withhold the summary
of the comment that came after that
Who knew that years before
we touched the sky with our hands
Who knew that years before
we painted graffiti of "I love you"
Say no more, that is of more
Don't attack any more, it will be perhaps
That you hate me with all the love of your life
Yesterday was a perfect day
to try the imminent reconciliation