Se escondía entre "amores imposibles" Aunque más bien invisibles Entre mujeres feas Del ángulo que las veas Con verrugas y narices de bruja O cualquier piruja Pero la verdad siempre sale... del clóset
Two fools Running away from something They run into each other And so they figure it's destiny But after the honeymoon After the masks are off And flaws and lies are on the table And eyes are open And brains are working They both start running again In opposite directions