Quien Te Cantara
Ayer pense en decirte adios,
y me falto el valor,
es que habia en tus ojos,
tanto amor, que facil, es,
decir adios, que facil olvidar,
que dificil sera, para los dos.
Quien te cantara, con esta guitarra,
quien la hara sonar, cuando no este yo,
quien dara a tu casa dolor, a tu lecho calor,
quien te hara el amor.
Quien tachara, mi direccion,
de tu libreta azul, archivando mi historia,
en un cajon, y tu que haras a donde iras,
tal vez me olvidaras y tendras mi guitarra,
en un rincon.
Quien te cantara, con esta guitarra,
quien la hara sonar, cuando no este yo,
quien dara a tu casa dolor y a tu lecho calor,
quien te hara el amor.
Quien te cantara...
Who Will Sing to You
Yesterday I thought about saying goodbye,
and I lacked the courage,
because there was in your eyes,
so much love, how easy it is,
to say goodbye, how easy to forget,
how hard it will be, for both of us.
Who will sing to you, with this guitar,
who will make it sound, when I'm not here,
who will bring pain to your home, warmth to your bed,
who will make love to you.
Who will cross out, my address,
from your blue notebook, filing away my story,
in a drawer, and what will you do where will you go,
maybe you will forget me and you will have my guitar,
in a corner.
Who will sing to you, with this guitar,
who will make it sound, when I'm not here,
who will bring pain to your home and warmth to your bed,
who will make love to you.
Who will sing to you...