Tus desaires (Fin de fiesta) - David DeMaria

Me encuentro tus desaires por la escalera

Me encuentro tu mirada amor, en mi conciencia

Ahora sé que no eres mía

Que no eres mía, aunque me duela

Me encuentro tus desaires por la azotea

Camino por la calle amor, junto a tu ausencia

Con lo que yo te quería

Yo te quería, y cierras las puertas

Y aquí estaré, ansioso de deseo

Cansado y malherido

Y huyendo del fantasma de tu olvido

Y aquí estaré, negando que te has ido

Guardando los anhelos

Calmando mi dolor con sorbitos de vino

Me encuentro tus desaires…

Me encuentro tus desaires en mis quimeras

Me encuentro tu presencia amor

Entre sueños de hierba

Pido a dios que haya un destino

Con dos caminos que al fin se encuentran

Y aquí estaré, ansioso de deseo

Cansado y malherido

Y huyendo del fantasma de tu olvido

Y aquí estaré, negando que te has ido

Guardando los anhelos

Calmando mi dolor con sorbitos de vino

Me equivoqué creyendo que eras tú

El sentimiento puro del querer

Me equivoqué creyendo que eras tú

Y ahora te canto para no volver

Me equivoqué creyendo que eras tú

El sentimiento puro del querer

Me equivoqué creyendo que eras tú

Y ahora te canto para no volver

Para no volver vendía la música

De mil maneras sin saber

Las flores lloran más…

Me equivoqué creyendo que eras tú

El sentimiento puro del querer

Me equivoqué creyendo que eras tú

Y ahora te canto para no volver

Me equivoqué creyendo que eras tú

El sentimiento puro del querer

Me equivoqué creyendo que eras tú

Y ahora te canto para no volver

Me encuentro tus desaires por mis quimeras

I find your snubs down the stairs

I find your look love, in my conscience

Now I know that you're not mine

That you are not mine, even if it hurts

I find your snubs on the roof

I walk down the street love, next to your absence

With what I loved you

I loved you, and you close the doors

And here I will be, eager with desire

tired and badly wounded

And fleeing from the ghost of your oblivion

And here I'll be, denying that you're gone

Keeping the wishes

Soothing my pain with little sips of wine

I find your snubs…

I find your snubs in my chimeras

I find your presence love

Between dreams of grass

I pray to god there is a destiny

With two paths that finally meet

And here I will be, eager with desire

tired and badly wounded

And fleeing from the ghost of your oblivion

And here I'll be, denying that you're gone

Keeping the wishes

Soothing my pain with little sips of wine

I was wrong believing that it was you

The pure feeling of love

I was wrong believing that it was you

And now I sing to you not to return

I was wrong believing that it was you

The pure feeling of love

I was wrong believing that it was you

And now I sing to you not to return

In order not to return, I sold the music

in a thousand ways without knowing

Flowers cry more...

I was wrong believing that it was you

The pure feeling of love

I was wrong believing that it was you

And now I sing to you not to return

I was wrong believing that it was you

The pure feeling of love

I was wrong believing that it was you

And now I sing to you not to return

I find your snubs for my chimeras