From today I hate the stations 

be playing for singers of love 

perfect melodies that tell what 

perhaps those singers have not broken his heart. 

I do not think these verses and serve as an example 

that love should not exist 

I have the gun in bitterness, I do not know what tenderness 

I lie horoscopes and crystal ball 

I've lost hope here throw in the towel 

romance are not for me. 

Escale many mountains 

without fear of an avalanche and fell 

TV hurts me (to die romance novels).