No vas a hallar
Al ser maravilloso, al ser perfecto
Que rebase éste amor y que en efecto
Te entregue todo y más de lo que di

Tendría que ser
Alguien que como yo no sea un desastre
Ya vez, a la basura me mandaste
Y aun puedo pensar
Que a nadie vas a amar, como me amaste

A quién vas a amar más que a mí
Dime para mandarle mi psicólogo
Después de vivir junto a ti
En dos tres cosas él tendrá que ser mi homólogo

Pero no, no vas a hallar
Al ser maravilloso al ser perfecto
Que rebase éste amor y que en efecto
Te entregue todo y más de lo que di

Tendría que ser
Alguien que como yo no sea un desastre
Ya vez, a la tiznada me mandaste
Y aun puedo pensar, que a nadie vas a amar
Que a nadie vas a amar, como me amaste

You won't find
The wonderful being, the perfect being
That surpasses this love and that in fact
I'll give you everything and more than what I've given

It would have to be
Someone who like me is not a disaster
You see, you sent me to the trash
And I can still think
That you'll love no one, as you loved me

Who are you gonna love more than me
Tell me to send you my psychologist
After living next to you
In two three things he'll have to be my counterpart

But no, you won't find
The wonderful being the perfect being
To surpass this love and in fact
To give you everything and more than what I gave

It would have to be
Someone who like me is not a disaster
You see, you sent me to the blurred one
And I can still think, that you won't love anyone else
That you won't love anyone as much as you loved me