Y Con La Misma Canción
Nunca pensé que ella
Fuera la dueña de mi tristeza
Porque era tan bella
Pero destruyó toda mi existencia
Eran las 10 de la noche y no podía dormir
Tomé las llaves del coche dije voy a salir
Llegué a una discoteca de fama popular
Apenas entre en el área me empezaron a shockear
El DJ en la cabina, mi música a sonar
Pero yo nunca imaginé con que me iba a encontrar
Era mi novia y estaba con él
Era mi novia que me era infiel
Era mi novia y estaba con él
Ay qué mujer tan cruel
Y con la misma canción
Esa canción que un día le escribí yo
Ella a la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo besó
Y con la misma canción
Esa canción que un día le escribí yo
Ella a la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo besó
Qué ironía de la vida
Qué ironía que ironía ser artista
Qué ironía en este mundo
Cuando te engañan sientes un dolor profundo
Y con la misma canción
Esa canción que un día le escribí yo
Ella a la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo besó
Nunca pensé que ella
Fuera la dueña de mi tristeza
Eran las 10 de la noche y no podía dormir
Tomé las llaves del coche dije voy a salir
Llegué a una discoteca de fama popular
Apenas entre en el área me empezaron a shockear
El DJ el la cabina, mi música a sonar
Pero yo nunca imaginé con que me iba a encontrar
Era mi novia y estaba con él
Era mi novia que me era infiel
Era mi novia y estaba con él
Ay qué mujer tan cruel
Y con la misma canción
Esa canción que un día le escribí yo
Ella a la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo besó
Y con la misma canción
Esa canción que un día le escribí yo
Ella a la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo beso
Nunca pensé que ella
Fuera la dueña de mi tristeza
Y con la misma canción, lo agarró, lo besó
En la pista quedé yo, observando
Lentamente toda su combinación
Pues tanto que la quise, tanto que la adoré yo
Para que ella me pagara con traición con la misma canción
Esa misma canción que en un momento de amor
Mi corazón le escribió y con la misma canción (el polaco)
Y con la misma canción
Esa canción que un día le escribí yo
Ella a la pista entro
Abrazo su espalda y lo besó
Qué ironía de la vida
Qué ironía que ironía ser artista
And With the Same Song
I never thought that she
Was the owner of my sadness
Because she was so beautiful
But she destroyed my whole existence
It was 10 o'clock at night and I couldn't sleep
I grabbed the car keys and said I'm going out
I arrived at a popular nightclub
As soon as I entered the area, I was shocked
The DJ in the booth, my music playing
But I never imagined what I would find
It was my girlfriend and she was with him
It was my girlfriend who was cheating on me
It was my girlfriend and she was with him
Oh, what a cruel woman
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
What irony of life
What irony to be an artist
What irony in this world
When you are deceived, you feel a deep pain
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
I never thought that she
Was the owner of my sadness
It was 10 o'clock at night and I couldn't sleep
I grabbed the car keys and said I'm going out
I arrived at a popular nightclub
As soon as I entered the area, I was shocked
The DJ in the booth, my music playing
But I never imagined what I would find
It was my girlfriend and she was with him
It was my girlfriend who was cheating on me
It was my girlfriend and she was with him
Oh, what a cruel woman
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
I never thought that she
Was the owner of my sadness
And with the same song, she grabbed him, kissed him
On the dance floor, I was left, watching
Slowly all their combination
For as much as I loved her, as much as I adored her
For her to repay me with betrayal with the same song
That same song that in a moment of love
My heart wrote to her and with the same song (the Polish)
And with the same song
That song that I wrote for her one day
She entered the dance floor
Hugged his back and kissed him
What irony of life
What irony to be an artist