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Don't Talk to Me About Love

Celia Cruz

No Me Hables De Amor

No me hables de amor
Porque él y yo no nos llevamos muy bien
Ha sido traidor
Y se me ha ensañado con mi pobre querer

Será que ese es mi destino
Tal vez, si me amargo, si no
Que aparta de mi vida esa felicidad

No, no, no me hables de amor
Que eso es un sueño peligroso y fugaz
Que embarga tu ser
Y hace que vivas miserable y fatal

No empañes más tu vida
Feliz, dulce y tranquila
Prolonga mientras puedas
Esa ansiedad de amar
Y no me hables de amor, jamás... nunca

No me hables de amor
Que eso es un sueño peligroso y fugaz
Que embarga tu ser
Y hace que vivas miserable y fatal

No empañes más tu vida
Feliz, dulce y tranquila
Prolonga mientras puedas
Esa ansiedad de amar
Y no me hables de amor, jamás... jamás

Don't Talk to Me About Love

Don't talk to me about love
Because he and I don't get along very well
He has been a traitor
And has been cruel to my poor love

Maybe that's my destiny
Perhaps, if I get bitter, if not
It keeps happiness away from my life

No, no, don't talk to me about love
Because that's a dangerous and fleeting dream
That overwhelms your being
And makes you live miserably and fatally

Don't cloud your life anymore
Happy, sweet, and peaceful
Prolong as much as you can
That longing to love
And don't talk to me about love, never... ever

Don't talk to me about love
Because that's a dangerous and fleeting dream
That overwhelms your being
And makes you live miserably and fatally

Don't cloud your life anymore
Happy, sweet, and peaceful
Prolong as much as you can
That longing to love
And don't talk to me about love, never... never

Escrita por: D.A.R.