No Soy Quién - Dulcamara

Llevamos una vida compartiendo cama y risas,

Buenos momentos, ilusiones, muchas alegras.

Hasta la fecha, las cosas nos han ido muy bien,

Con malos ratos, discusiones pero sin perder

La confianza que deposit, y con el miedo de no poderte volver a ver

Basta de falsedad y de no confiar

Cambiemos la tristeza por el bello verbo amar.

Vivo en el submundo,

Preso de tu olor

Grito de dolor

No Sois vos el traidor

Maldita compasin

No le pidas perdn a l Ya sabes como fue

Y ya ves,

Tal vez,

Se ir

Y no volver

Pero te echo de menos

No s andar sin ti.

Vendo mi alma

Por la eternidad

No soy quin

Engaar a tu corazn

E intentar llevar a tu casa el sol

Y disclpame si no s hacerlo bien

Seguramente haya perdido, tal vez, los estribos

Enmascarando la dulzura y perdiendo el sentido

Que al corazn hay que entregarle rosas sin espinas

Y mantenerlo caliente y vivo toda la vida

Me gustara verte cantando, siempre a mi vera,

Ya sean quejios, lamentos o tirndome piedras

Pero djame ser el vello de tu piel

Pa' que me erice si te tengo que volver a ver

No soy quin

Engaar a tu corazn

E intentar llevar a tu casa el sol

Y disclpame si no s hacerlo bien

We have lived a life sharing bed and laughter,

Good times, illusions, many joys.

To date, things have gone very well for us,

With bad times, discussions but without losing

The trust that I deposited, and with the fear of not being able to see you again

Enough of falsehood and not trusting

Let's change sadness for the beautiful verb to love.

I live in the underworld,

Prisoner of your smell

Scream of pain

You are not the traitor

damn pity

Don't apologize to him You know how it was

And you see,

Perhaps,

be go

and not return

But I miss you

I can't walk without you.

I sell my soul

For eternity

I am not who

deceive your heart

And try to bring home the sun

And excuse me if I don't know how to do it right

I've probably lost my temper

Masking the sweetness and losing the meaning

That to the heart you have to give roses without thorns

And keep it warm and alive for a lifetime

I would like to see you singing, always by my side,

Whether they are complaints, moans or throwing stones at me

But let me be the hair on your skin

So that I bristle if I have to see you again

I am not who

deceive your heart

And try to bring home the sun

And excuse me if I don't know how to do it right