Aquel corazón - Rosana

Yo soy quien te quiere, quien más te ha querido

Quien dio ochenta vueltas al mundo contigo

Yo soy tu otra parte, tu medio latido

Tu cuarto creciente, tu nido de amor

Si tú no me quieres, allá tú contigo

Si no me has querido peor para vos

Yo sigo queriendo donde nos quisimos

Donde dibujamos aquel corazón

Dibujamos aquel corazón, un verano en el río

Dibujamos aquel corazón, con tu nombre y el mío

En invierno quisimos volver y aprendí que la tiza no escribe en el frío

Dibujamos aquel corazón y el invierno ha dejado un borrón

Es absurdo querer subrayar lo que borra el olvido

De momento, no voy a gastarme la vida contigo

Me quedo el reinado de tus sentimientos

Así te lo digo, así te lo cuento

El medio, el principio y el fin de tus cuentos

Se escribe con tinta de mi corazón

Si tú no me quieres, allá tu contigo

Si vas a olvidarme peor para vos

Saber que quererse no obliga al suicidio

No impide que acabes muriendo de amor

Dibujamos aquel corazón, un verano en el río

Dibujamos aquel corazón, con tu nombre y el mío

En invierno quisimos volver y aprendí que la tiza no escribe en el frío

Dibujamos aquel corazón y el invierno ha dejado un borrón

Es absurdo querer subrayar lo que borra el olvido

De momento, no voy a gastarme la vida contigo

En invierno quisimos volver y aprendí que la tiza no escribe en el frío

Dibujamos aquel corazón y el invierno ha dejado un borrón

Es absurdo querer subrayar lo que borra el olvido

De momento, no voy a gastarme la vida contigo

I am the one who loves you, who has loved you the most

who went eighty times around the world with you

I am your other part, your half beat

Your quarter crescent, your love nest

If you do not love me, it's your problem

If you have not loved me, worse for you

I still want where we wanted

where we draw that heart

We draw one heart, one summer in the river

We draw that heart, with our names

In winter we wanted to go back and I learned that chalk does not write in the cold

We drew that heart and winter has left a blur

It is absurd to want to underline what oblivion erases

From this moment, I'm not going to waste my life with you

I stay the reign of your feelings

As I say, so I'll tell you

The middle, the beginning and the end of your stories

It is written with ink from my heart

If you do not love me, it's your problem

If you are going to forget me, the worse for you

Knowing that loving each other does not force suicide

It does not prevent you from dying of love

We draw one heart, one summer in the river

We draw that heart, with our names

In winter we wanted to go back and I learned that chalk does not write in the cold

We drew that heart and winter has left a blur

It is absurd to want to underline what oblivion erases

From this moment, I'm not going to waste my life with you

In winter we wanted to go back and I learned that chalk does not write in the cold

We drew that heart and winter has left a blur

It is absurd to want to underline what oblivion erases

From this moment, I'm not going to waste my life with you