El Avion De Las Tres
Aun puedo leer, en mis manos tu piel,
y de la noche que me diste, que no olvidare,
y me pongo a pensar, que me podria pasar
si acostumbraste mi vida, a tu forma de amar
Fuiste en mi, la forma nueva de amar,
con quien yo aprendi mil cosas que nunca pude dar,
y me pongo a pensar, que me podria pasar,
si acostumbraste mi vida, a tu forma de amar
Mañana partiré,
no se cuánto pero lloraré,
mientras camino la melancolia
me dice que no te volvere a ver
El avión de las tres,
lleva en sus alas todo mi dolor,
mas yo quisiera tener el poder,
de unir tu historia y la mia mi amor
(Claro, AK-7, ooooooyelo)
Fuiste en mi, la forma nueva de amar,
con quien yo aprendi mil cosas que nunca pude dar,
y me pongo a pensar, que me podria pasar,
si acostumbraste mi vida, a tu forma de amar
Mañana partiré,
no se cuánto pero lloraré,
mientras camino la melancolia
me dice que no te volvere a ver
El avión de las treeees
Mañana partiré,
no se cuánto pero lloraré,
mientras camino, la melancolia,
me dice que no te volvere a ver.
El avión de las tres.
lleva en sus alas todo mi dolor,
mas yo quisiera tener el poder,
de unir tu historia y la mia mi amoooooooor.
Ohhuuuuuuuuu.
The Three O'Clock Plane
I can still read, in my hands your skin,
and from the night you gave me, that I will not forget,
and I start to think, what could happen to me
if you got my life used to your way of loving
You were in me, the new way of loving,
with whom I learned a thousand things that I could never give,
and I start to think, what could happen to me,
if you got my life used to your way of loving
Tomorrow I will leave,
I don't know for how long but I will cry,
while I walk the melancholy
tells me that I won't see you again
The three o'clock plane,
carries all my pain on its wings,
but I wish I had the power,
to unite your story and mine my love
(Of course, AK-7, listen to it)
You were in me, the new way of loving,
with whom I learned a thousand things that I could never give,
and I start to think, what could happen to me,
if you got my life used to your way of loving
Tomorrow I will leave,
I don't know for how long but I will cry,
while I walk the melancholy
tells me that I won't see you again
The three o'clock plane
Tomorrow I will leave,
I don't know for how long but I will cry,
while I walk, the melancholy,
tells me that I won't see you again.
The three o'clock plane.
carries all my pain on its wings,
but I wish I had the power,
to unite your story and mine my loooooove.
Ohhhhhhhhh.
Escrita por: Gerardo Ramirez Gallardo