Mar y Bosque
Ella venía del norte
Y yo venía del centro
Y entre tanto cotorreo
Se me pegaba su acento
Ella cantaba del mar
Y yo cantaba del bosque
Yo parecía ser muy cursi
Ella era cursi de closet
¿Cómo fue?
Si éramos tan diferentes
Que pensé
Que la conocía de siempre
Ella era la divertida, vivía la vida
No pedía flores pero quería
Hacía un desmadre cuando podía
Y aunque a veces lo ocultaba
Era tan linda sin darse cuenta
Sabía reírse de su tristeza
Sabía borrar parte de la mía
Y pintarle cosas buenas a mi vida
No me dejaba dormir
De tanto que me contaba
Tenía las piernas, heladas
Por eso se acurrucaba
Salía a correr por reforma
Para curar las heridas
Y en una de esas caídas
Yo me topé con su vida
Y entendí
No éramos tan diferentes
Si pensé
Que la conocía de siempre
Ella era la divertida, vivía la vida
No pedía flores pero quería
Hacía un desmadre cuando podía
Y aunque a veces lo ocultaba
Era tan linda sin darse cuenta
Sabía reírse de su tristeza
Sabía borrar parte de la mía
Y pintarle cosas buenas a mi vida
Aún no he perdido su acento
Para no hacer largo el cuento
El final yo te lo debo
Tal vez en esta canción
El final no ha sucedido
Todavía
Ella aún es la divertida, vive la vida
Le di unas flores hace unos días
Y hace un desmadre cada que puede
Ya no lo ha ocultado tanto
Y es tan linda sin darse cuenta
Sabe reírse de su tristeza
Sabe borrar parte de la mía
Y le pinta cosas buenas a mi vida
Sea and Forest
She came from the north
And I came from the center
And amidst all the chatter
Her accent rubbed off on me
She sang about the sea
And I sang about the forest
I seemed to be very cheesy
She was closet cheesy
How was it?
We were so different
That I thought
I had known her forever
She was the fun one, living life
She didn't ask for flowers but she wanted them
She made a mess when she could
And although she sometimes hid it
She was so beautiful without realizing
She knew how to laugh at her sadness
She knew how to erase part of mine
And paint good things in my life
She wouldn't let me sleep
With all that she told me
Her legs were cold
That's why she snuggled up
She went out running on Reforma
To heal the wounds
And in one of those falls
I stumbled upon her life
And I understood
We weren't so different
If I thought
I had known her forever
She was the fun one, living life
She didn't ask for flowers but she wanted them
She made a mess when she could
And although she sometimes hid it
She was so beautiful without realizing
She knew how to laugh at her sadness
She knew how to erase part of mine
And paint good things in my life
I still haven't lost her accent
To not make the story long
I owe you the ending
Maybe in this song
The end hasn't happened
Yet
She is still the fun one, living life
I gave her some flowers a few days ago
And she makes a mess whenever she can
She hasn't hidden it as much
And she is so beautiful without realizing
She knows how to laugh at her sadness
She knows how to erase part of mine
And she paints good things in my life