A few months ago I wanted to leave you
But the days go by and just go by
I spend my time on words
Looking for the right way
Life keeps running and running across my face
I take the word apart and I can't reach
The bottom of your cellular surface
And always crying in bed
I'm already so used to it
I look for you, I look for you
Cumbia, I don't want to feel
Cumbia, I can't live like this
I know that your complexity when talking
Has turned into your lethal weapon
I pretend that I can endure
I pretend I won't see you anymore
Round and round I go in bed
Cumbia, I don't want to feel
Cumbia, I can't live like this
Help me forget this pain
Cumbia, I don't want to feel
Cumbia, I can't live like this