Amándole - Ana Gabriel

Sé que te hubiera gustado

Que hablara contigo

Sé que te hubiera gustado

Estar sin testigos

Pero esta noche calleron las horas

En mudo esperar

Llorando el silencio amargo

De tu despertar

Amandole, amandole

Amanece el día

En tu habitación

Mojando recuerdos

La espera se vuelve mas fria

Profanas la almohada

En tus locos deseos de amar

Sé que te hubiera gustado

Hablarle al oido

Decirle las cosas que sientes

Si no esta contigo

Pero la noche se escapa en la espera

Y tu no lo ves

Despacio su ausencia te atrapa

Rasgando tu ser

Amandole, amandole

Amanece el día

En tu habitación

Mojando recuerdos

La espera se vuelve mas fria

Profanas la almohada

En tus locos deseos de amar

Amanece el día

En tu habitación

Mojando recuerdos

La espera se vuelve mas fria

Profanas la almohada

En tus locos deseos de amar

I know you would have liked

to talk to you

I know you would have liked

be without witnesses

But tonight the hours fell

silently wait

Crying the bitter silence

of your awakening

loving him, loving him

the day dawns

In your bedroom

soaking memories

The wait gets colder

You profane the pillow

In your crazy desires to love

I know you would have liked

speak to the ear

Tell him the things you feel

if he is not with you

But the night slips away in the wait

And you don't see it

Slowly her absence catches you

ripping your being

loving him, loving him

the day dawns

In your bedroom

soaking memories

The wait gets colder

You profane the pillow

In your crazy desires to love

the day dawns

In your bedroom

soaking memories

The wait gets colder

You profane the pillow

In your crazy desires to love