How much longer will I cry, how many more tears...
When will my heart learn...

I am the lover, the other woman, the intruder
The one that has no feelings...

We knew from the beginning we could never be...
Our love was forbidden since we met...

Love is hurtful, love is pain
love is everything you didn't expect...

I wrote the original poem in spanish but...
Cuanto tiempo mas va pasar...

When you said you had to leave
when you said you had to work...

Why didn't it work out
why couldnt we fight for it...

You cheated on me and expected me to beg
i was distraught and spent some time in bed...