La vida que no viví - Enrique Heredia "El Negri", Bebe, El Langui

Pensar, sentir, el querer, lo vivir, ansiedad,

que nos da, no poder dar p’atras.

Cuántos son, los que están, deseando, tal vez compartir, lo soñao,

pero nunca han lograo?

La vida, que no viví,

y el mundo que te di

por no estar junto a ti.

La noche, que me faltó,

queriendo rescatar.

La vida, que no viví

y el beso que quedó

sin poder madurar.

Ahora, que estás aquí,

la voy a conjugar.

La vida, no es más que una sola,

un canto, que jamás retorna.

Y hoy mismo, realizaré lo que jamás viví.

Pensar, sentir, el querer, lo vivir, ansiedad,

que nos da, no poder dar p’atras.

Cuántos son, los que están, deseando, tal vez compartir, lo soñao,

pero nunca han lograo?

La vida, no hay mas que una sola,

un canto, que jamas retorna.

Hoy mismo, realizare lo que jamas soñé.

Tengo hambre, de tenerte sola

y de verte, y adorarte toda.

Hoy mismo, relizaré lo que jamás viví.

Pensar, sentir, el querer, lo vivir, ansiedad,

que nos da, no poder dar p’atras.

Cuántos son, los que están, deseando, tal vez compartir, lo soñao,

pero nunca han lograo?

El camino es así, na despiertas, te chinas suspiras, te animas.

Tiraste palante, lo más importante, intentas levantarte, si no, chungalí y así

fue lo que vi.

Y aprendí, la salud, toa pa ti, que te quedas pillao, o pillar la rutina dejao,

hazte a un lao, enjaulao.

Un bolero que quiso na mas ser escuchao.

Thinking, feeling, wanting, living, anxiety,

What does it give us, not being able to give p’atras.

How many are there, those who are, wishing, perhaps to share, I dream it,

but have never achieved?

The life, which I did not live,

and the world that I gave you

for not being with you.

The night that I missed

wanting to rescue

The life that I did not live

and the kiss that remained

unable to mature.

Now that you're here

I'm going to conjugate it.

Life is only one,

a song, that never returns.

And today, I will do what I have never experienced.

Thinking, feeling, wanting, living, anxiety,

What does it give us, not being able to give p’atras.

How many are there, those who are, wishing, perhaps to share, I dream it,

but have never achieved?

Life, there is only one,

a song that never returns.

Today, I will do what I never dreamed of.

I'm hungry, to have you alone

and to see you, and to adore you all.

Today, I will perform what I have never experienced.

Thinking, feeling, wanting, living, anxiety,

What does it give us, not being able to give p’atras.

How many are there, those who are, wishing, perhaps to share, I dream it,

but have never achieved?

The way is like this, you wake up, you Chinese, you sigh, you cheer up.

You threw palante, the most important thing, you try to get up, if not, chungalí and so on

was what I saw.

And I learned, health, all for you, that you stay caught, or catch the routine leave,

move aside, caged.

A bolero that just wanted to be heard.