Jose Luis Perales – Me llamas – (Lyrics English-Español)
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Me llamas
Para decirme que te marchas
Que ya no aguantas más
Que ya estás 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 marchó
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 regaló
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor
Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regaló
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 buscó otro nido
Que abandonó tu casa
Que te faltan caricias
Por las mañanas
Me dices que el amor
Igual que llega, pasa
Y el tuyo se marchó
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 regaló
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor
Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regaló
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor
You call me
To tell me that you’re leaving
That you can’t take it anymore
That you are already fed up
Of seeing him every day
Of shafing his bed
Of Sundays of football
Tucked in home
You tell me that love
As it arrives, it passes
And yours left
Through the window
And that he found a place
In another bed
And you have painted your carmine smile
And you hung up the bag that he gave you
And that dress that you never wore
You wear it for the first time today
And you go out to the street
Looking for love
And you have painted your carmine smile
And you hung up the bag that he gave you
And that dress that you never wore
You wear it for the first time today
And you go out to the street
Looking for love
You call me
To tell me that he cheats on you
That you’re done of that love
Nothing remains
That he looked for another nest
That he left your house
That you lack caresses
In the mornings
You tell me that love
As it arrives, it passes
And yours left
Through the window
And it found a place
In another bed
And you have painted your carmine smile
And you hung up the bag that he gave you
And that dress that you never wore
You premiere it today
And you go out to the street
Looking for love
And you have painted your carmine smile
And you hung up the bag that he gave you
And that dress that you never wore
You wear it for the first time today
And you go out to the street
Looking for love