La Camisa Negra, relax, it's TGIF!

Baron

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Relax, folks, forget Litwin and his stupid war for today, it's Friday!
I wanna share this great song with you!




Translation:

I have a black shirt
for today my love is in mourning.

Today there is a pain in my soul
because of your spell.

Today I already know that you don't love me
which is the the thing that hurts the most.
I have a black shirt
and a pain that dwells within me.

It's a shame that I am alone
purely because you lied
and also because of my damned bad luck
on the day that I first met you.

From drinking the malevolent poison of your love
I remain near death and full of sorrow,
still breathing the bitter smoke of your goodbye,
and since you left, all I have is...

I have a black shirt
to match the darkness in my soul
I have completely lost my cool over you,
Lost it right up to my bed.

Come-a, come-a, come on, baby
I say to you that the black shirt
disguises the fact that underneath I'm a corpse.

I have a black shirt
and already your love doesn't interest me
Yesterday what I thought was pure happiness
Today I realize is pure ****
Wednesday afternoon you never showed up
and never gave me the least hint
so here I am with the black shirt
and your suitcases in the door.
It's a shame that I am alone
purely because you lied
and also because of my damned bad luck
on the day that I first met you.
From drinking the malevolent poison of your love
I remain near death and full of sorrow,
still breathing the bitter smoke of your goodbye,
and since you left, all I have is...

I have a black shirt
to match the darkness in my soul
I have completely lost my cool over you,
Lost it right up to my bed.

Come-a, come-a, come on, baby
I say to you that the black shirt
disguises the fact that underneath I'm a corpse.

I have a black shirt
to match the darkness in my soul
I have completely lost my cool over you,
Lost it right up to my bed.

Come-a, come-a, come on, baby
I say to you that the black shirt
disguises the fact that underneath I'm a corpse.
 
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