Si Me Lo Pidieras - Los Rebujitos

Mirame, vengo a contarte

Que alguien se muere por ti

Es la historia de un cobarde

Que argumenta un ser viviiiir

Es el

Reclamandole a algun dios

Que acabara con su miedo

Para abrir su corazon

Mientras tanto imaginaba

Que a su lao estabas alli

Y otra copa alimentaba

El valor para decir

Los secretos qe guardaba y qe a nadie confio

Y al dejar desnuda el alma

Entre sueños confeeso

Y si tu me lo pidieraas

Pintaria la primaavera

En un frio de agua invierno

Pa qe flores recojieras

Una rosa sin espinas

Pa prendertela en el pelo

Por un beso de esos labios

Con sabor a caramelo

Y si tu me lo pidieraas

Pintaria la primaavera

En un frio de agua invierno

Pa qe flores recojieras

Una rosa sin espinas

Pa prendertela en el pelo

Por un beso de esos labios con sabor a caramelo

Recobró por dura el alba

Y el sentido en su vivir

Un vacio le embargaba

Condenandole a sufrir

Nose cuando

Pero entonces

Algo en el se desperto

Y hoy necesito contarte que aquel cobarde era yo

Y si tu me lo pidieraas

Pintaria la primaavera

En un frio de agua invierno

Pa qe flores recojieras

Una rosa sin espinas

Pa prendertela en el pelo

Por un beso de esos labios con sabor a caramelo

Que si tu se lo pidieraas

Pintaria la primaavera

En un frio de agua invierno

Pa qe flores recojieras

Una rosa sin espinas

Pa prendertela en el pelo

Por un beso de esos labios con sabor a caramelo

Y si tu me lo pidieraas

Pintaria la primaavera

En un frio de agua invierno

Pa qe flores recojieras

Una rosa sin espinas

Pa prendertela en el pelo

Por un beso de esos labios con sabor a caramelo

Look at me, I come to tell you

that someone dies for you

It is the story of a coward

What does a living being argue?

He is he

claiming some god

That will end your fear

to open your heart

Meanwhile he imagined

That at his side you were there

And another cup fed

the courage to say

The secrets that he kept and that he trusted no one

And by leaving the soul naked

Between dreams I confess

And if you asked me

I would paint the spring

In a cold winter water

so that you pick flowers

A rose without thorns

To pin it on your hair

For a kiss from those lips

with caramel flavor

And if you asked me

I would paint the spring

In a cold winter water

so that you pick flowers

A rose without thorns

To pin it on your hair

For a kiss from those caramel flavored lips

Recovered by hard dawn

And the meaning in your living

An emptiness overwhelmed him

Condemning him to suffer

I do not know when

But then

Something in him woke up

And today I need to tell you that that coward was me

And if you asked me

I would paint the spring

In a cold winter water

so that you pick flowers

A rose without thorns

To pin it on your hair

For a kiss from those caramel flavored lips

What if you asked him

I would paint the spring

In a cold winter water

so that you pick flowers

A rose without thorns

To pin it on your hair

For a kiss from those caramel flavored lips

And if you asked me

I would paint the spring

In a cold winter water

so that you pick flowers

A rose without thorns

To pin it on your hair

For a kiss from those caramel flavored lips