Roto
Por lo que estoy pasando
No, que no se lo deseo a nadie, a nadie
Pienso y me muerdo los labios
Fue tanto dolor el que me dejaste, dejaste
Sueño por momentos y me desvelo
Creo que te tengo y me lastima
Verdad que te quise y no lo niego
Que fuiste mi amor primero
Pero me has quitao la vida
Roto, el corazón hecho pedazos
Desmejorao, roto
Desubicao sin ánimo, diferente soy otro
Roto, roto
Cada amanecer es un calvario
Desengaños de amargura, de amargura
Tu trato nefasto desahució
Tantos momentos de locura, de locura
Sueño por momentos y me desvelo
Creo que te tengo y me lastima
Verdad que te quise y no lo niego
Que fuiste mi amor primero
Pero me has quitao la vida
Busco un besito de tus labios
Deslizarme en tus abrazos
Y amanecer a tu lado
Y toa la noche soñando
Roto, el corazón hecho pedazos
Desmejorao, roto
Desubicado sin ánimo, diferente soy otro
Roto, roto
Me llaman el loco
Dicen que me han visto, hablando tan solo
Por la carretera
Sin chispa alegría, cargaíto de pena
Me llaman el loco
Dicen que me han visto, hablando tan solo
Por la carretera
Sin chispa alegría, cargaíto de pena
Broken
Because of what I'm going through
No, I wouldn't wish it on anyone, anyone
I think and bite my lips
It was so much pain that you left me, you left me
I dream at times and I can't sleep
I think I have you and it hurts me
It's true that I loved you and I don't deny it
That you were my first love
But you took my life away
Broken, heart shattered
Deteriorated, broken
Displaced without spirit, I'm different, I'm another
Broken, broken
Every dawn is a torment
Disappointments of bitterness, of bitterness
Your disastrous treatment evicted
So many moments of madness, of madness
I dream at times and I can't sleep
I think I have you and it hurts me
It's true that I loved you and I don't deny it
That you were my first love
But you took my life away
I look for a little kiss from your lips
To slide into your arms
And wake up by your side
And all night dreaming
Broken, heart shattered
Deteriorated, broken
Displaced without spirit, I'm different, I'm another
Broken, broken
They call me crazy
They say they've seen me, talking to myself
By the road
Without spark of joy, loaded with sorrow
They call me crazy
They say they've seen me, talking to myself
By the road
Without spark of joy, loaded with sorrow