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Palabras amargas

Singer: Juan D'ARIENZOSinger 2: Armando LabordeComposer: Enrique AlessioAuthor: Reinaldo Yiso

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Lyrics
Una espina que lastima, justo en medio de la herida.
Latigazo en pleno rostro que hace un surco de dolor.
Eso fueron tus palabras, tus palabras tan amargas,
que hasta el alma me llegaron a romper mi corazón.
Me has herido y me han dolido tus palabras sin sentido,
no merezco tu desprecio, tanta infamia, tanto mal.
Mi pecado más terribles fue adorarte y no faltarte,
darme entero, sin medida, por amor y nada más...

Tus palabras...
más filosas que una daga
en mi pecho están clavadas
y me duelen más y más.
Tus palabras...
me condenan al cilicio
de vivir en un suplicio
siempre eterno por tu amor.
Tus palabras...
esa noche demostraron
que en tu pecho se olvidaron
de ponerte un corazón.

Yo quisiera rebelarme de tus carnes de azucena,
pero inútil, es más fuerte y no te olvida el corazón.
Si en tus labios, labios rojos, y en el fondo de tus ojos
he leído la novela más ardiente del amor...
Me han golpeado tus palabras y tan honda es esta herida,
que mi vida se desangra por la cruz de tu impiedad.
Aún te llamo enloquecido y a tu boca que lastima
yo daría hasta la vida por besarla una vez más.
English translation
A thorn that hurts, right in the middle of the wound.
Whiplash in the face that makes a furrow of pain.
Those were your words, your words so bitter,
that even to my soul they broke my heart.
You have wounded me and your senseless words have hurt me,
I do not deserve your contempt, so much infamy, so much evil.
My most terrible sin was to adore you and not to fail you,
to give myself entirely, without measure, for love and nothing else...

Your words...
sharper than a dagger
are stuck in my chest
and they hurt me more and more.
Your words...
condemn me to the cilice
of living in a torture
eternal torture for your love.
Your words...
that night proved
that in your chest they forgot
to put a heart in your chest.

I would like to revolt from your lily flesh,
but it's useless, the heart is stronger and doesn't forget you.
If in your lips, red lips, and in the depths of your eyes
I have read the most ardent novel of love...
I have been struck by your words and so deep is this wound,
that my life bleeds for the cross of your impiety.
I still call you in madness and to your mouth that hurts
I would give my life to kiss it once more.

The Cabeceo