Me Llamas
Me llamas... Para decirme que te marchas,
Que ya no aguantas mas,
Que ya estas harta.....
De verle cada día,
De compartir su cama
De domingos de fútbol, metida en casa
Me dices que el amor, igual que llega pasa
Y el tuyo se marcho por la ventana
Y que encontró un lugar, en otra cama
Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín,
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regalo
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle.....buscando amor
Me llamas para decirme que te engaña
Que ya de vuestro amor, no queda nada
Que se busco otro nido
Que abandono tu casa
Que te faltan caricias... Por las mañanas
Me dices que el amor, igual que llega pasa
Y el tuyo se marcho por la ventana
Y que encontró un lugar, en otra cama
Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín,
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regalo
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle.....buscando amor
You call me ... To tell me you're leaving,
That you can not take it anymore,
What are you tired of .....
To see him every day,
From sharing your bed
On Sundays football, stuck at home
You tell me that love, just as it happens, happens
And yours went out the window
And that he found a place, in another bed
And you painted yourself the smile of carmine,
And you have hung the bag that I give you
And that dress that you never released
You stretch it today
And you go out to the street ..... looking for love
You call me to tell me you're cheating
That already of your love, nothing remains
That I look for another nest
I leave your house
That you lack caresses ... In the morning
You tell me that love, just as it happens, happens
And yours went out the window
And that he found a place, in another bed
And you painted yourself the smile of carmine,
And you have hung the bag that I give you
And that dress that you never released
You stretch it today
And you go out to the street ..... looking for love.
Thank you!!