“Woe to him...oh, and how dark are his nights...
if he just try to play with me
Woe to him
if his eyes go left and right, once
or if he did a small mistake
Woe to him
I will show him my fire
and how crazy I can get
Woe to him
he doesn’t know how crazy I can get
if he has doubts
Woe to him
if he thought that he won over my heart
or that he made me upset
Woe to him
of I see him laughing to some one else
or that some one has kissed him on the cheek
Woe to him
he will just make it worse
he will burn my nerves
Woe to him
he knows that I can turn the whole world up side down on him
Woe to him
if he made a mistake to our love and didn’t respect my place
Woe to him
my jealousy, it has a silent begging
but it’s end is a regret
as much as I love him
but I know how to make him suffer
Woe to him, believe me
I’m not easy
and my second face he hasn’t seen yet
Woe to him
and oh, how dark are his nights”.