Es el Amante - Sandro

Tengo que decirte adios En silencio y sin nombrartePues yo no puedo arrastrarte

A pagar tan duro precio

Sabemos que fuimos necios Que todo fue una locura Que no pocas amarguras Ya llevamos compartidas

Que si lo dicto la vida Que si fue nuestro destino Solamente es el camino De aquel que siempre camina

Se que tu amor he quitado A un hombre que es tu marido Y hasta hoy he compartido Lo que tu me has regalado

Mas todo cuanto he llorado En tus ausencias en mis noches No son causas de mil

reproches Por que sabes que te quiero

Que lo abandones no quiero Que ello es causa perdida No causemos mas heridas

Que ya bastantes tenemos

Pues si de hoy en adelante Te llevase a vivir conmigo Seria peor el castigo Que

la gente nos depare

Pues mujer que se separe Del legitimo marido Por otro que haya elegido Para

darle sus amores

Es causa de mil rumores De calumnias humillantesAunque siempre por delante Te trataran de seÑora Te recibiran sonrienteTe preguntaran tus cosas

Pero sus lenguas curiosas No preguntaran por mi Pues cuando hablen de mi Aquellos que te conocen

Habran de bajar las voces Para que tu no te enteres Sobre todo las mujeres

Dando a su voz forma oscura Y envidiando tu locura Lo gritaran en silencio

Diran que fuimos dos necios Absurdos, crueles, malvados Y que tu este paso lo has dado Porque te tengo hechizada

Pero veras ello no es nada Por que delante de ti Nunca te hablaran de mi Ya que

no podran nombrarme

Tan solo podran llamarme Por un nombre que te daÑa Palabra que lleva saÑa Si se dice por lo bajo

Y que sera como si un tajo Te causaran al oirlo Y que de tanto repetirlo Lo diran familiarmente

Nunca oiras que la gente Diga que yo soy tu esposo Y ello para mi es hermoso

Pero nunca lo diran

Es mas no me nombraran Mi nombre lo habre perdido No diran es su marido Diran

de mi: ¡es su amante!

Por ello voy a dejarte Manchar tu vida no quiero Sin ti ya se que me muero Pero

ello es culpa mia

Tal vez quizas algun dia Y en forma muy confidente A alguna amiga le cuentes

Que tuviste un amante

Mas esto aqui finaliza Un boton basta de muestra… Los demas a la camisa!

I have to say goodbye to you in silence and without naming you Well, I can't drag you

To pay such a heavy price

We know that we were fools That everything was crazy That not a few bitternesses We have already shared

That if life dictated it that if it was our destiny it is only the path of the one who always walks

I know that your love I have taken A man who is your husband And until today I have shared What you have given me

But all that I have cried In your absences in my nights They are not causes of a thousand

reproaches because you know that I love you

I don't want you to abandon it That this is a lost cause Let's not cause more injuries

That we already have enough

Well, if from now on I took you to live with me, the punishment would be worse

the people give us

Well, a woman who separates From her legitimate husband For another that she has chosen For

give him his love

It is the cause of a thousand rumors Of humiliating slander Although always ahead They will treat you like a lady They will receive you with a smile They will ask you about your things

But their curious tongues won't ask about me Well, when those who know you speak about me

They will have to lower their voices so that you don't find out, especially women

Giving their voice a dark shape And envying your madness They will shout it in silence

They will say that we were two fools Absurd, cruel, evil And that you have taken this step Because I have you under a spell

But you will see that is nothing Because in front of you They will never talk to you about me Since

they won't be able to name me

They can only call me By a name that hurts you A word that carries viciousness If it is said under your breath

And that it would be as if they caused you a cut when you heard it and that after repeating it so much they would say it familiarly

You will never hear people say that I am your husband and that to me is beautiful

But they'll never tell

It is more that they will not name me I will have lost my name They will not say it is her husband Diran

of me: it is his lover of him!

That's why I'm going to let you Stain your life I don't want Without you I already know I'm dying But

this is my fault

Maybe one day And in a very confident way You will tell a friend

that you had a lover

But this ends here One button is enough to show… The others to the shirt!