And in her eyes you see nothing
no sign of love behind the tears
cried for no one
a love that should have lasted years...!
McCartney, Lennon.... ¡condenados alienígenas!
Your day breaks, your mind aches
you find that all the words of kindness linger on
when she no longer needs you
She wakes up, she makes up
she takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry
she no longer needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
no sign of love behind the tears
cried for no one
a love that should have lasted years!
You want her, you need her
and yet you don't believe her when she said her love is dead
you think she needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
no sign of love behind the tears
cried for no one
a love that should have lasted years!
You stay home, she goes out
she says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone
she doesn't need him
Your day breaks, your mind aches
there will be time when all the things she said will fil your head
you won't forget her
And in her eyes you see nothing
no sign of love behind the tears
cried for no one
a love that should have lasted years!
Your day breaks, your mind aches
you find that all the words of kindness linger on
when she no longer needs you
She wakes up, she makes up
she takes her time and doesn't feel she has to hurry
she no longer needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
no sign of love behind the tears
cried for no one
a love that should have lasted years!
You want her, you need her
and yet you don't believe her when she said her love is dead
you think she needs you
And in her eyes you see nothing
no sign of love behind the tears
cried for no one
a love that should have lasted years!
You stay home, she goes out
she says that long ago she knew someone but now he's gone
she doesn't need him
Your day breaks, your mind aches
there will be time when all the things she said will fil your head
you won't forget her
And in her eyes you see nothing
no sign of love behind the tears
cried for no one
a love that should have lasted years!
Ahora en español.
ResponderEliminar"Enamorarse y no", de Benedetti.
Cuando uno
se enamora las cuadrillas
del tiempo hacen escala en el olvido
la desdicha se llena de milagros
el miedo se convierte en osadía
y la muerte no sale de su cueva
enamorarse es un presagio gratis
una ventana abierta al árbol nuevo
una proeza de los sentimientos
una bonanza casi insoportable
y un ejercicio contra el infortunio
por el contrario desenamorarse
es ver el cuerpo como es y no
como la otra mirada lo inventaba
es regresar más pobre al viejo enigma
y dar con la tristeza en el espejo