Tributo Al Amor - Ricardo Montaner

Hoy canto para tí

a toda tú geografía

Hoy canto para tí…

bien de manos en la Gran Vía

Hoy todito el mundo nos sonríe,

sonríe el del restaurante no nos cobró…no

Hoy canto para tí en medio del aguadero

Hoy canto para tí…bien… entre reforma y el centro

Esta música que a mi me gusta… s

sonríe el del restaurante no nos cobró y nos fuimos sin pagar…

Tributo al amor de quien se enamoré

Al que peleó tiene su alma de duelo

a la muchedumbre que manifiesta

Por el amor en plena linea de fuego

Tributo a tu cara a tu sonrisa a

tu mirada doy homenaje a tu nombre

Tributo a tu voz a tu caminar a tus creencias

y a esa bendita vergüenza

Te pienso

Hoy vale mi vida una cuarta parte,

ando moribundo el pasto de este parque.

Hoy no voy a sangrar en la afeitada,

mi cara arde por otra cortada.

Hoy me valen dos pesos los valores.

Me queda de humildad sólo unas fichas.

Hoy buscaba tu amor en un diccionario

y me pasé completo el abecedario.

Valen mis caricias algo en tu memoria,

hay en ese olvido algo de mi historia.

Vale que lo grite a cada transeúnte:

Todavía te pienso, todavía te pienso.

Te pienso.

Hoy el ruido del mar me deja sordo,

ahora mis olas no llegan a tu orilla.

Me robé de tu playa unos corales, a

lgo de tu agua para no secarme.

Y todavía te pienso, y todavía te pienso,

pienso, amor, te pienso.

Today I sing for you

to all your geography

Today I sing for you...

good hands on the Gran Vía

Today the whole world smiles at us,

smiles the restaurant did not charge us ... no

Today I sing for you in the middle of the watering hole

Today I sing for you… well… between reform and the center

This music that I like… s

smiles the restaurant did not charge us and we left without paying...

Tribute to the love with whom I fell in love

The one who fought has his grieving soul

to the crowd that demonstrates

For love in the line of fire

Tribute to your face to your smile to

your look I pay homage to your name

Tribute to your voice to your walk to your beliefs

and to that blessed shame

I think of you

Today my life is worth a quarter,

I am dying the grass of this park.

Today I'm not going to bleed when shaving,

my face burns from another cut.

Today the values ​​are worth two pesos.

I only have a few tokens left from humility.

Today I was looking for your love in a dictionary

and I passed the complete alphabet.

My caresses are worth something in your memory,

there is in that forgetfulness something of my history.

It is worth shouting to each passerby:

I still think of you, I still think of you.

I think of you.

Today the noise of the sea leaves me deaf,

now my waves do not reach your shore.

I stole some corals from your beach,

Some of your water so I don't dry myself.

And I still think of you, and I still think of you,

I think, love, I think of you.