Tanto la quería (Andy y Lucas)

Tanto la quería ¿Por qué eres tan hermosa y a la vez tan difícil? ¿Por qué la vida pasa y pasa y te quiero a mi vera? Si me trataste como a un juguete sucio y abandonado, si no comprendes que el amar es algo más que besarnos. Envidio a todo aquel que el amor ha encontrado, que lo mío no es ir de flor en flor, que de eso ya me he cansado. Solo quería adornar las noches con tu cara morena y decirte que hay corazones que no huyen de la tormenta. A veces la miro y lloro y lloro pensando que pudo y no fue al final. Ver a las nubes tapar las estrellas, estrellas que solo te quieren mirar. Porque eres la cuna que mece sin nada, porque eres la lluvia que no hace mojar. Sin ti yo veía tardes de historias, historias que nunca quise ver acabar. Tanto la quería, tanto que yo por ella moría, eso bien lo sabe Dios. Ella es la reina de mi inspiración, por la que yo sufro, la musa de mi amor. Busco en el recuerdo y no encuentro mi pasado, las campanas y más campanas que mi alma ha escuchado. Tú sabes bien que a la última frontera te hubiera llevado, que los senderos de la vida hay que cogerlos con dos manos. A veces la miro y lloro y lloro pensando que pudo y no fue al final. Ver a las nubes tapar las estrellas, estrellas que solo te quieren mirar. Porque eres la cuna que mece sin nada, porque eres la lluvia que no hace mojar. Sin ti yo veía tardes de historias, historias que nunca quise ver acabar. Tanto la quería, tanto que yo por ella moría, eso bien lo sabe Dios. Ella es la reina de mi inspiración (solo por ella, solo sin ella yo viviré), por la que yo sufro, la musa de mi amor (solo por ella, solo, solo sin ella). Tanto la quería, tanto, tanto la quería que por ella moría, ay, por ella yo moría.

I loved her so much Why are you so beautiful and so complicated at the same time? Why life passes and passes and I want you to be by my side? If you treated me like a toy dirty and abandoned, if you don't understand that the love is something more that just kissing. I envy everyone  who has found the love, that mine is not to go  from flower to flower, that I have tired of that. I only wanted to decorate my nights with your tanned face and tell you that there are hearts who don't run away from storm. Sometimes I look at her and I cry and I cry thinking that it could be and finally it was not. See the clouds covering the stars, stars that only want to look at you. Because you are the cradle that rocks with nothing, because you are the rain that doesn't get wet. Without you I saw afternoons of stories, stories that I never wanted to see how they ended. I loved her so much, so much that I would die for her, God knows that well. She is the queen of my inspiration, for which I suffer, muse of my love. I search in my memory and I don't find my past, the bells and more bells that my soul has listened. You know well that I would have taken you to the last border, that the paths of life you should take them with both hands. Sometimes I look at her and I cry and I cry thinking that it could be and finally it was not. See the clouds covering the stars, stars that only want to look at you. Because you are the cradle that rocks with nothing, because you are the rain that doesn't get wet. Without you I saw afternoons of stories, stories that I never wanted to see how they ended. I loved her so much, so much that I would die for her, God knows that well. She is the queen of my inspiration (only for her, only without her I will live), for which I suffer, muse of my love (only for her, only, only without her). I loved her so much, so much, so much I loved her that I would die for her, oh, I would die for her.