In my heart there's a little
headache because of love
The cup of my defeat is in my hand
Look I raised it up to the highest
I left the rich soil to be a wasteland
surrounded by thorny wires
If I haven't messed with the truth
This time is like this, a single gun
I remain hungry, remain without water
Remain dry from lack of love
Like you I won't touch love
I will live with the pride of a single gun
Even if I will go crazy because of loneliness
Even if I will die, finish, crawl
I will not be like you lying about love
I will die with pride as a single gun