Eso Se Llama Amor - Amanda Miguel

Yo llamo amor a compartirme contigo,

A comprenderte cuando estás confundido,

Yo llamo amor a respetar lo que sientes

Y a ser tu amiga siempre.

Yo llamo amor a renunciar al orgullo,

A recordar que cuanto tengo ya es tuyo,

A ser dos seres, y a la vez uno sólo,

Porque eso es lo que somos.

Somos dos pájaros del mismo color,

Y dos cometas remontándose al sol,

Somos dos chispas de una llama interior

Y eso se llama amor.

Amor, amor, amor, amor… ah.

Yo llamo amor a no tener más secretos,

A no exigir que todo sea perfecto,

Yo llamo amor al privilegio de verte

Así tal como eres.

Somos dos pétalos de la misma flor,

Versos escritos por el mismo escritor

Y dos acordes de la misma canción

Y eso se llama amor.

Amor, amor, amor, amor… ah.

(Yo llamo amor a compartirme contigo)

Amor

(a comprenderte cuando estás confundido)

Amor

(a ser dos seres y a la vez uno sólo)

Amor

(y eso se llama amor)

Amor

Amor, amor, amor, amor… ah.

I call love to share myself with you,

To understand you when you are confused,

I call love to respect what you feel

And to be your friend always.

I call love to renounce pride,

To remember that what I have is already yours,

To be two beings, and at the same time only one,

Because that's what we are.

We are two birds of the same color,

And two comets soaring to the sun,

We are two sparks of an inner flame

And that is called love.

Love, love, love, love…ah.

I call love to have no more secrets,

To not demand that everything be perfect,

I call love the privilege of seeing you

Just as you are.

We are two petals of the same flower,

Verses written by the same writer

And two chords of the same song

And that is called love.

Love, love, love, love…ah.

(I call love to share myself with you)

Love

(to understand you when you are confused)

Love

(to be two beings and at the same time only one)

Love

(and that's called love)

Love

Love, love, love, love…ah.