Corazón bipolar [English translation]

Friday, I get up and my head hurts,

The hangover makes my body and moral feel heavy

Because you left me so hurtfully, because without your love, everything feels awful.

Time goes by so slowly. The feeling assaults me.

You don't go looking for me and I want you to call.

But I won’t do it. Today, my pride is going to free me.

I’m a rag, even the mirror claims me

But, I would rather die than have you see me like this.

But, I’m fine. I will be fine. I want to fine. Yes, I know that I will be.

No. My bipolar heart: the reason why I laugh first

And then have to cry;

The reason why I say aloud that I don’t love you

Yet, I want to you to come back. Ahh…

How will this end?

And the best part of it is that when I remember you

I recall the bad times, which were more of than the good.

You left me so hurtfully. Without your love, everything feels awful.

I’m a rag, even the mirror claims me

But, I would rather die than have you see me like this.

But, I’m fine. I will be fine. I want to fine. Yes, I know that I will be.

No. My bipolar heart: the reason why I laugh first

And then have to cry;

The reason why I say aloud that I don’t love you

Yet, I want to you to come back. Ahh…

How will this end?

I blame novels. I curse their plots.

It’s so stupid to cry. I feel so foolishly sentimental

Believing that you will come back right at the final chapter. Ahh Ahh

No. My bipolar heart: the reason why I laugh first

And then have to cry;

The reason why I say aloud that I don’t love you

Yet, I want to you to come back. Ahh…

How will this end?