loca vida (ven aquí)

is my heart broken or is it not there?

it's not that complicated...

but for sure it's not my fault either

and so what anyways? go away..

that's your fucking problem

my fucking problem is ...

to somehow escape from,

these chains; these chains,

are made for staying with someone (ven aquí)

that never cared even if it was (¿Te conozco, carajo?)

so called perfect in the beginning