Como Yo, Pobre De El en inglés

Como Yo, Pobre De El Now you’ll cheat on another in your arms Just like me, he’ll fall for an ‘I love you’ You’ll set the trap with the poison of your sweet lips And you’ll hypnotize him with your charms And then, when he bites the hook You leave him without solace And without explanation you leave Poor him, who idolizes you Who dies for your skin Poor him, who needs you How much it’s going to hurt him Poor him, he can’t imagine That you’ll ruin the rest of his life That you have such a cold soul and heart Who could suspect, sleeping at your back That deep down in reality you feel nothing That you lie, that harm amuses you That the kiss of death is trusting in so much love Poor him, who idolizes you Who dies for your skin Poor him, who needs you How much it’s going to hurt him Poor him, he can’t imagine That you’ll ruin the rest of his life That you have such a cold soul and heart Poor him, who like me Will suffer the great betrayal Who’s going to die every day for your love Poor him, who idolizes you Who dies for your skin Poor him, who needs you How much it’s going to hurt him Poor him, he can’t imagine That you’ll ruin the rest of his life That you have such a cold soul and heart Poor him, poor him Like me, poor him