Procuro Olvidarte
Procuro olvidarte,
siguiendo la huella de un pajaro herido.
Procuro alejarme,
de aquellos lugares donde nos quisimos.
Me enredo en amores,
sin ganas ni fuerzas, por ver si te olvido.
Y llega la noche, de nuevo comprendo
que te necesito.
Procuro olvidarte,
haciendo en el dia mil cosas distintas.
Procuro olvidarte,
pisando y contando las hojas caidas.
Procuro cansarme,
llegar a la noche apenas sin vida
y al ver nuestra casa, tan sola y callada
no sé lo que haría.
ESTRIBILLO:
Lo que haría
porque estuvieras tú,
por que vinieras tú conmigo.
Lo que haría
por no vivir así,
por no sentirme así, perdido.
Procuro olvidarte,
siguiendo la ruta de un pájaro herido.
Procuro alejarme,
de aquellos lugares donde nos quisimos.
Me enredo en amores,
sin ganas ni fuerzas, por ver si te olvido.
Y llega la noche, de nuevo comprendo
que te necesito.
Procuro olvidarte,
haciendo en el día mil cosas distintas.
Procuro olvidarte,
pisando y contando las hojas caidas.
Procuro cansarme,
llegar a la noche apenas sin vida
y al ver nuestra casa, tan sola y callada
no sé lo que haría.
ESTRIBILLO
I Try to Forget You
I try to forget you,
following the trail of a wounded bird.
I try to distance myself,
from those places where we loved each other.
I get tangled in loves,
without desire or strength, to see if I forget you.
And night comes, once again I understand
that I need you.
I try to forget you,
doing a thousand different things during the day.
I try to forget you,
stepping on and counting the fallen leaves.
I try to tire myself out,
arriving at night barely alive
and seeing our house, so lonely and quiet
I don't know what I would do.
CHORUS:
What I would do
for you to be here,
for you to come with me.
What I would do
to not live like this,
to not feel like this, lost.
I try to forget you,
following the path of a wounded bird.
I try to distance myself,
from those places where we loved each other.
I get tangled in loves,
without desire or strength, to see if I forget you.
And night comes, once again I understand
that I need you.
I try to forget you,
doing a thousand different things during the day.
I try to forget you,
stepping on and counting the fallen leaves.
I try to tire myself out,
arriving at night barely alive
and seeing our house, so lonely and quiet
I don't know what I would do.
CHORUS