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Songs by album| Archivo De Palabras Tristes | File Of Sad Words |
| Ya me había pasado. No lo había soñado. Esto me había pasa'o Y por tonta me vuelve a pasar Qué lento es el coco Cuando tiene que aprender Siempre se queda corto Llevo un tiempo pensando Que tú, que yo, que los dos íbamos tirando. Se acabó el pensar. Las cosas que no tiran Se las lleva el viento Y se llevó el sabor de las ganas de querernos. Y se llevó un amor que un día creí que era eterno Y soñar que vuelve a estar a mi la'o Que to' lo había soñado despierta Y tal vez, sepamos aprovechar Las horas que quedaron sueltas |
It had already happened to me. I had not dreamt it. This had happened to me And through stupidity it is starting to happen to me again How slow the brain is When one has to learn to Always underestimate For a while I have been thinking That you, that I, that the two of us were getting along. The thinking is over. The wind makes off with The things that do not work And it made off with the taste of the desire to love each other. And it made off with a love that I once believed was eternal And dreaming that he might be at my side again That all that I had dreamt begins And perhaps, we may find out how to make the most of The hours that were left on the loose |