| No me crees No sé pensar si no te veo, no puedo oír si no es tu voz y en mi soledad yo te escribo y te entrego en cada verso el corazón. Oh, oh. Se apaga el sol en mi ventana y hace tiempo que ya no sé de ti. Dime cómo te ha ido, si también estás sola y si piensas en mí. Sigo aquí. En todas las palabras, mil caricias y miradas tú me dabas lo que nadie me dio en mi vida. Tu recuerdo me consuela, me desvela, me envenena tanto cada día, ¿qué haría si te pierde este pobre corazón? Y no me crees cuando te digo que la distancia es el olvido, no me crees. Cuando te digo que en el olvido estoy contigo aunque no estés y cada día, en cada hora, a cada instante pienso en ti y no lo ves, no me crees. No sé soñar si no es contigo, yo solo quiero volverte a ver y decirte al oído todo lo que te escribo en este papel, entiéndeme. En todas las palabras, mil caricias y miradas tú me dabas lo que nadie me dio en mi vida. Tu recuerdo me consuela, me desvela, me envenena tanto cada día, ¿qué haría si te pierde este pobre corazón? Y no me crees cuando te digo que la distancia es el olvido, no me crees. Cuando te digo que en el olvido estoy contigo aunque no estés y cada día, en cada hora, a cada instante pienso en ti y no lo ves. Y no me crees cuando te digo que no habrá nadie que te quiera como yo, cuando te pido que en el olvido no me dejes sin razón. Entretenerme en el recuerdo es el remedio que me queda de tu amor. Y si me entrego a ti sincero y te abro el corazón, espero que no me devuelvas un adiós. Y no me crees cuando te digo que la distancia es el olvido, no me crees. Cuando te digo que en el olvido estoy contigo aunque no estés y cada día, en cada hora, a cada instante pienso en ti y no lo ves. Y no me crees cuando te digo que no habrá nadie que te quiera como yo, cuando te pido que en el olvido no me dejes sin razón. Entretenerme en el recuerdo es el remedio que me queda de tu amor. No me crees. |
You don't believe me I don't know to think if I don't see you, I can't hear if is not your voice and in my loneliness I write for you and I surrender my heart in every verse. Oh, oh. The sun fades at my window and I don't know about you long time ago. Tell me how have you been, if you are also alone and if you think of me. I keep on here. In every word, a thousand caresses and glances, you gave me what no one else gave me in my life. Your memory comforts me, keeps me awake, it poisons me so much every day, what would I do if this poor heart loses you? And you don't believe me when I tell you that distance is the oblivion, you don't believe me. When I tell you that in oblivion I am with you even when you're not here and every day, every hour, every moment I think of you and you don't see it, you don't believe me. I don't know to dream if is not with you, I only want to see you again and tell you in your ear all what I write for you on this paper, understand me. In every word, a thousand caresses and glances, you gave me what no one else gave me in my life. Your memory comforts me, keeps me awake, it poisons me so much every day, what would I do if this poor heart loses you? And you don't believe me when I tell you that distance is the oblivion, you don't believe me. When I tell you that in oblivion I am with you even when you're not here and every day, every hour, every moment I think of you and you don't see it. And you don't believe me when I tell you that there won't be no one who loves you the way I do, when I ask you that in the oblivion don't let me without a reason. Losing myself in memories is the only remedy left yo me from your love. And if I surrender myself to you sincerely and open my heart to you, I hope you don't answer me with a goodbye. And you don't believe me when I tell you that distance is the oblivion, you don't believe me. When I tell you that in oblivion I am with you even when you're not here and every day, every hour, every moment I think of you and you don't see it. And you don't believe me when I tell you that there won't be no one who loves you the way I do, when I ask you that in the oblivion don't let me without a reason. Losing myself in memories is the only remedy left yo me from your love. You don't believe me. |
If you speak Spanish and have friends who speak English or speak English and have friends who speak Spanish, this is your place of translated love songs.
20 de julio de 2018
No me crees (Efecto Mariposa)
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