Nada Personal - Armando Manzanero, Lisset

Na-ne-ne-rei-de

Ah, na-na-ra-ne-ne-rei-de

Na-na-ra-na-ra

Entre tú y yo

No hay nada personal

Es solo el corazón que desayuna

Come y cena de tu amor

En el café de la mañana

La canción de la semana

Que muchas veces me emociona

Y otras tantas me hace daño

Entre tú y yo

No hay nada personal

Y sin embargo duermo entre mis sábanas

Soñando con tu olor

Vives aquí en mi sentimiento

Pero ocupaste el pensamiento

Quizás te añore, mas no hay nada personal

Aunque me inventes los detalles

Y te encuentre en cada calle

Yo te juro que no hay nada personal

Sacas a flote mis tragedias

Y de repente las remedias

Me haces loco, me haces trizas

Me haces mal

Y así en los dos

Así en los dos

No hay nada personal

No hay nada personal

Te llevo en cada gota de mi sangre

Y en el paso de mi andar

No necesito arrinconarte

Ni antes de dormir, besarte

Es que en nosotros

Ya no hay nada personal

(Uh-uh-uh)

Me haces loco, me haces trizas

Me haces mal

Y así en los dos

Así en los dos

No hay nada personal

No hay nada personal

Te llevo en cada gota de mi sangre

Y en el paso de mi andar

No necesito arrinconarte

Ni antes de dormir, besarte

Es que en nosotros

Ya no hay nada personal

Mmm-na-ra-na, na-ne-re-ro

Mmm, na-ra-na-ne, oh, na-ne-re-ro

Na-ne-ne-rei-de

Ah, na-na-ra-ne-ne-rei-de

Na-na-ra-na-ra

Between you and me

there is nothing personal

It is only the heart that has breakfast

Eat and dine on your love

In the morning coffee

The song of the week

that often moves me

And so many others hurt me

Between you and me

there is nothing personal

And yet I sleep between my sheets

Dreaming of your smell

You live here in my feeling

But you occupied the thought

Maybe I miss you, but there is nothing personal

Even if you make up the details for me

And I found you on every street

I swear to you that there is nothing personal

You bring out my tragedies

And suddenly the remedies

You make me crazy, you make me shreds

You hurt me

And so in both

So in both

there is nothing personal

there is nothing personal

I carry you in every drop of my blood

And in the step of my walk

I don't need to corner you

Not even before sleeping, kissing you

is that in us

there is nothing personal anymore

(Uh uh uh)

You make me crazy, you make me shreds

You hurt me

And so in both

So in both

there is nothing personal

there is nothing personal

I carry you in every drop of my blood

And in the step of my walk

I don't need to corner you

Not even before sleeping, kissing you

is that in us

there is nothing personal anymore

Mmm-na-ra-na, na-ne-re-ro

Mmm, na-ra-na-ne, oh, na-ne-re-ro