Me va a extrañar (aka Unchain My Heart) - Ricardo Montaner

Cada mañana el sol nos dio,

en la cara al despertar.

Cada palabra que le pronuncio

la hacia soñar.

No era raro verla en el jardin

corriendo tras de mi,

y yo dejandome alcanzar,

sin duda, era feliz.

Era una buena idea

cada cosa sugerida,

ver la novela en la television,

y contarnos todo.

Jugar eternamente

el juego limpio de la seduccion.

Y las peleas terminarlas

siempre en el sillon.

CORO

Me va a extrañar, al despertar.

En sus paseos por el jardin,

cuando la tarde llegue a su fin.

Me va a extrañar, al suspirar.

Porque el suspiro sera por mi,

porque el vacio la hara sufrir.

Me va a extrañar, y sentira,

que no habra vida despues de mi,

que no se puede vivir asi.

Me va a extrañar,

cuando tenga ganas de dormir y acariciar.

Al mediodia era una aventura en la cocina,

se divertia con mis ocurrencias, y reia.

Cada caricia le avivaba el fuego a nuestra chimenea,

era sencillo pasar el invierno en compañia.

CORO

Me va a extrañar

y sentira,

que no habra vida despues de mi,

que no se puede vivir asi.

Cuando el dia llege a su fin

cuando tenga ganas de dormir

me va a extrañar.

Every morning the sun gave us,

on the face upon waking.

Every word I speak to you

made her dream.

It was not uncommon to see her in the garden

running after me,

and I let myself be reached,

no doubt she was happy.

it was a good idea

every thing suggested,

watch the soap opera on television,

and tell us everything.

play forever

the fair game of seduction.

And the fights end them

always on the couch.

CHORUS

He's going to miss me, when he wakes up.

In his walks through the garden,

when the evening comes to an end.

He's going to miss me, when he sighs.

Because the sigh will be for me,

because the emptiness will make her suffer.

She's going to miss me, and she'll feel,

that there will be no life after me,

that you cannot live like this.

He is going to miss me,

when you feel like sleeping and caressing.

At noon it was an adventure in the kitchen,

he was amused by my occurrences, and he laughed.

Each caress fueled the fire in our fireplace,

it was easy to spend the winter in company.

CHORUS

He is going to miss me

and feel,

that there will be no life after me,

that you cannot live like this.

When the day comes to an end

when you feel like sleeping

He is going to miss me.