Eran las 10...
Nunca pense que ella
fuera la dueña de mi tristeza
porque era tan bella
pero destruyó toda mi existencia
eran las 10 de la noche y no podia dormir
tome las llaves del coche dije voy a salir
llegue a una discoteca de fama popular
apenas entre en el area me empezaron a shockear
el dj en la cabina mi musica a sonar
pero yo nunca imagine con que me iba a encontrar
era mi novia y estaba con el
era mi novia que me era infiel
era mi novia y estaba con el
hay que mujer tan cruel
y con la misma cancion
esa cancion que un dia le escribi yo
ella a la pista entro
abrazo su espalda y lo beso
y con la misma cancion
esa cancion que un dia le escribi yo
ella a la pista entro
abrazo su espalda y lo beso
que ironia de la vida
que ironia que ironia ser artista
que ironia en este mundo
cuando te engañan sientes un dolor profundo
y con la misma cancion
esa cancion que un dia le escribi yo
ella a la pista entro
abrazo su espalda y lo beso
Nunca pense que ella
fuera la dueña de mi tristeza...
eran las 10 de la noche y no podia dormir
tome las llaves del coche dije voy a salir
llegue a una discoteca de fama popular
apenas entre en el area me empezaron a shockear
el dj el la cabina mi musica a sonar
pero yo nunca imagine con que me iba a encontrar
era mi novia y estaba con el
era mi novia que me era infiel
era mi novia y estaba con el
hay que mujer tan cruel
y con la misma cancion
esa cancion que un dia le escribi yo
ella a la pista entro
abrazo su espalda y lo beso
y con la misma cancion
esa cancion que un dia le escribi yo
ella a la pista entro
abrazo su espalda y lo beso
Nunca pense que ella
fuera la dueña de mi tristeza...
Y con la misma
cancion lo agarro lo beso en
la pista quede yo obserbando
lentamente toda su
convinacion tanto que la quise
tanto que a adore yo para
que ella me engañara con la
misma cancion esa
misma cancion
que en un momento de amor
mi corazon le escrivio...
Y con la misma cancion...
y con la misma cancion
esa cancion que un dia le escribi yo
ella a la pista entro
abrazo su espalda y lo beso
que ironia de la vida
que ironia que ironia ser artista
.......
era el wilson y estaba con el
hai que hombre tan cruel...
It was 10 o'clock...
I never thought that she
was the owner of my sadness
because she was so beautiful
but she destroyed my whole existence
it was 10 o'clock at night and I couldn't sleep
took the car keys and said I'm going out
arrived at a popular nightclub
as soon as I entered the area, they started to shock me
the DJ in the booth playing my music
but I never imagined what I was going to find
it was my girlfriend and she was with him
it was my girlfriend who was unfaithful to me
it was my girlfriend and she was with him
what a cruel woman
and with the same song
that song that I wrote to her one day
she entered the dance floor
hugged his back and kissed him
and with the same song
that song that I wrote to her one day
she entered the dance floor
hugged his back and kissed him
what irony of life
what irony to be an artist
what irony in this world
when you are deceived you feel a deep pain
and with the same song
that song that I wrote to her one day
she entered the dance floor
hugged his back and kissed him
I never thought that she
was the owner of my sadness...
it was 10 o'clock at night and I couldn't sleep
took the car keys and said I'm going out
arrived at a popular nightclub
as soon as I entered the area, they started to shock me
the DJ in the booth playing my music
but I never imagined what I was going to find
it was my girlfriend and she was with him
it was my girlfriend who was unfaithful to me
it was my girlfriend and she was with him
what a cruel woman
and with the same song
that song that I wrote to her one day
she entered the dance floor
hugged his back and kissed him
and with the same song
that song that I wrote to her one day
she entered the dance floor
hugged his back and kissed him
I never thought that she
was the owner of my sadness...
And with the same
song she grabbed him, kissed him
on the dance floor I was left observing
slowly all her
combination so much that I loved her
so much that I adored her for
her to deceive me with the
same song that
same song
that in a moment of love
my heart wrote to her...
And with the same song...
and with the same song
that song that I wrote to her one day
she entered the dance floor
hugged his back and kissed him
what irony of life
what irony to be an artist
.......
it was Wilson and he was with him
what a cruel man...