Si murieramos mañana
Si murieramos mañana
dejariamos de ser
por unas horas enemigos,
Si despertaramos mañana
se que reconoceriamos
que fue como un mal sueño y que nos perdimos
por miedo a perdernos;
estoy seguro de que en tu corazon
guardas un hueco para nuestro amor,
aunque tus palabras a veces me saben a rencor.
Si murieramos mañana
¿Acaso no descubririas
que lo que sientes yo lo siento
y que estoy buscando lo que buscas tu?
Si murieramos mañana
¿Acaso no recordarias
que eramos como uña y carne
y que nada nos separaria?
De ti me quedan tantas melodias...
Si murieramos mañana
levantaria una bandera blanca
y fumariamos en pipa de la paz,
si despertaramos mañana
desearia soñar de nuevo
para sembrar en ti una duda
y para comprenderte.
De que no vale la pena...
y asi seguro que en tu corazon
te duele igual que a mi decir adios,
quiero que sepas que
ya no me queda nada de rencor.
Si murieramos mañana
¿Acaso no descubririas q
ue lo que sientes yo lo siento
y que estoy buscando lo que buscas tu?
Si murieramos mañana
¿Acaso no recordarias
que eramos como uña y carne
y que nada nos separaria?
De ti me quedan tantas melodias...
Tantas melodias
tantas tantas melodias
tantas melodias
tantas melodias.
If We Died Tomorrow
If we died tomorrow
we'd stop being
enemies for a few hours,
If we woke up tomorrow
I know we'd realize
it was like a bad dream and we got lost
out of fear of losing each other;
I'm sure in your heart
there's a space for our love,
even if your words sometimes taste like resentment.
If we died tomorrow
wouldn't you discover
that what you feel, I feel too
and that I'm searching for what you're searching for?
If we died tomorrow
wouldn't you remember
that we were like two peas in a pod
and nothing could separate us?
I have so many melodies left of you...
If we died tomorrow
I'd raise a white flag
and we'd smoke the peace pipe,
if we woke up tomorrow
I'd wish to dream again
just to plant a doubt in you
and to understand you.
That it's not worth it...
and I'm sure in your heart
it hurts just like it does for me to say goodbye,
I want you to know that
I have no resentment left.
If we died tomorrow
wouldn't you discover
that what you feel, I feel too
and that I'm searching for what you're searching for?
If we died tomorrow
wouldn't you remember
that we were like two peas in a pod
and nothing could separate us?
I have so many melodies left of you...
So many melodies
so many, so many melodies
so many melodies
so many melodies.