This world is unfaithful

Is very cruel,

I know that I did not heal

And who is the reason for my thirst…

Sometimes I think that would be better to be single

Than "badly accompanied",

With false girls without hopes,

That they wish sometimes that the pardon was revenge.

But not always I am right,

And for that reason I lost my heart…

I weep with hopes,

Which it someday changes,

But as I know them,

I know that will not happen...

Single I was guilty of to prohibited love.

Which finished very hurt…

But now I want that they pardons my dangerous feats,

those that they removed the colour to the roses...

But I do not regret that love,

Because already it finished,

I wait for your pardon, or perhaps no,

but this I say it of the bottom of the heart…