Quien [English translation]

18 motives to leave you,

14 advices to forget,

500 reasons to hate you.

I calculate all this and I add:

millions of sheep for the insomnia,

a cocktail of pills to make me sleep,

14 bits of your hair

like fakir's knives.

When was it that your love left?

How did it leave without me?

I pray the sun never rises

The light filters in through the window

I hear the cars in the streets

Your DNA is in the bed.

I clone it for me

I feel fear in so many ways

that I prefer not to leave

60 times I said that I could

80 more that I regreted

When was it that your love left?

How was it that it left without me?

Who kissed you far from here?

while I imagined you in my bed?

Who touched far from me?

Who is with you this morning?

How much I lost...

Who won you? [I don't know if this is correct. He means who is the man who finally got her]

What must I do with this fear for the future?

I calculate all this and I deduct:

There are 7 Mondays each week

There are 30 winters each month

The hours are made of porcelain

Life is a game of chess

You left mines in my house

with the objective of killing [me]

Life cries when it goes by

Luck sits laughing in my porch.

When was it that your love left?

How was it that it left without me?

Who kissed you far from here?

while I imagined you in my bed?

Who touched far from me?

Who is with you this morning?

How much I lost...

Who won you?

What must I do with this fear for the future?

You left: your shadow roaming

around the house without permission,

the trace of your back in the carpet

like a crater in the moon

and your reflection in the mirror

Who kissed you far from here?

while I imagined you in my bed?

Who touched far from me?

Who is with you this morning?

How much I lost...

Who won you?

What must I do with this fear for the future?

I calculate all this and I deduct.

Who won you?

Who kissed you far from here?

Who is with you this morning?

• Artist:Ricardo Arjona