Ella - Albert Hammond

Me cansé de rogarle

Me cansé de decirle

Que yo sin ella de pena muero

Ya no quizo escucharme

Si sus labios se habrieron

Fue pa' decirme, ya no te quiero

Yo senti que mi vida

Se perdia en un abismo

Profundo y negro como mi suerte

Ella quizo quedarse, cuando vio mi tristeza//bis

Pero ya estaba escrito

Que aquella noche perdiera su amor

Me cansé de rogarle

Con el llanto en los ojos

Alcé mi copa y, brinde por ella

No podia despreciarme

Era el ultimo brindis de un bohemio

Por una reina

Las guitarras callaron

De mi mano sin fuerza

Cayo mi copa, sin darme cuenta

Ella quizo quedarse cuando vio mi tristeza,//bis

Pero ya estaba escrito que aquella noche

Perdiera su amor

I got tired of begging

I'm tired of telling you

That without her I die of sorrow

He no longer wanted to listen to me

If her lips were opened

It was to tell me, I don't love you anymore

I felt that my life

She was lost in an abyss

Deep and black like my luck

She wanted to stay, when she saw my sadness // bis

But it was already written

That she lost her love that night

I got tired of begging

with tears in the eyes

I raised my glass and here's to her

She couldn't despise me

It was the last toast of a bohemian

for a queen

the guitars fell silent

From my powerless hand

I dropped my glass, without realizing it

She wanted to stay when she saw my sadness, // bis

But it was already written that that night

she lost her love