Los Amigos - Bustamante

Tengo que mirarte con desgana

Y fingir que cuando paso

Paso solo por pasar

Voy para tres años de quererte

Esas ganas de tenerte

Me las tengo que guardar

Porque ocupas el espacio de una amiga

Desde que pusiste a otro en mi lugar

Sin embargo los amigos no se llaman

A las tres de la mañana

Solo para conservar

Ni se miran a los labios, ni provocan

Ni se celan, ni se tocan

Ni se aprietan al bailar

Si supieras que hasta beso tu retrato

Y aunque trato, no te dejo de soñar

Juntos discutimos las razones

Y buscamos los rincones

Más oscuros en el bar

Amamos las guitarras y los gatos

Y la lluvia sin zapatos

Nos encanta caminar

Pero ocupas el espacio de una amiga

Desde que pusiste a otro en mi lugar

Sin embargo los amigos no se llaman

A las tres de la mañana

Solo para conservar

Ni se miran a los labios, ni provocan

Ni se celan, ni se tocan

Ni se aprietan al bailar

Si supieras que hasta beso tu retrato

Y aunque trato, no te dejo de soñar

Y para completar esta ironía

Me constaste el otro día

Que te ibas a casar oh no

No sé si notaste que mentías

No lloraba de alegría

Eran lagrimas en sal

Los amigos ni se miran a los labios, ni provocan

Ni se celan, ni se tocan

Ni se aprietan al bailar

Si supieras que hasta beso tu retrato

Y aunque trato, no te dejo de soñar

No te dejo de soñar…

No te dejo de soñar…

I have to look at you with reluctance

And pretend that when I pass

I pass just to pass

I'm going for three years of loving you

That desire to have you

I have to keep them

Because you occupy the space of a friend

Since you put another in my place

However, friends do not call each other

At three in the morning

just to keep

They neither look at each other's lips, nor provoke

They are neither jealous nor touch

They don't even squeeze when dancing

If you knew that I even kissed your portrait

And although I try, I don't stop dreaming of you

Together we discuss the reasons

And we look for the corners

darker in the bar

We love guitars and cats

And the rain without shoes

we love to walk

But you occupy the space of a friend

Since you put another in my place

However, friends do not call each other

At three in the morning

just to keep

They neither look at each other's lips, nor provoke

They are neither jealous nor touch

They don't even squeeze when dancing

If you knew that I even kissed your portrait

And although I try, I don't stop dreaming of you

And to complete this irony

you noticed me the other day

That you were going to get married oh no

I don't know if you noticed that you lied

I didn't cry with joy

They were tears in salt

Friends neither look at each other's lips, nor provoke

They are neither jealous nor touch

They don't even squeeze when dancing

If you knew that I even kissed your portrait

And although I try, I don't stop dreaming of you

I can't stop dreaming of you...

I can't stop dreaming of you...