Once I had a love
and it was a gas,
soon turned out
Had a heart of glass.
Seemed like the real thing,
only to find
Mucho mistrust.
Love's gone behind.


Once I had a love
and it was divine.
Soon found out
I was losing my mind.
It seemed like the real thing
but I was so blind.
Mucho mistrust.
Love's gone behind.

e uma pessoa quer é fugir para o porto.