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I'm not going to lift a finger

Guillermo Davila

No voy a mover un dedo

Los amigos hablan de tu piel morena,
que cuando caminas hasta el sol se quema,
de tus ojos negros, de mirada seria,
de tus fantasias y de tu belleza.

Las amigas dicen que estas cambiada,
que se ve tristeza en tu mirada,
que te quedas callada cuando me nombran,
eres solo una sombra y te digo que

No voy a mover un dedo,
tu te lo buscaste y te equivocaste,
y te digo que no voy a mover un dedo por tu maldito orgullo,
yo no quiero nada tuyo ni tu amor.

Los amigos dicen que estas tan bella,
que cuando apareces no hay estrellas,
que te pasas bailando la noche entera,
y te tratan todos como a una princesa.

Las amigas cuentan que estas mas delgada,
y a veces lloras por casi nada,
que te molestas si no te complacen,
eres caprichosa y te digo que

No voy a mover un dedo,
tu te lo buscaste y te equivocaste
y te digo que no voy a mover un dedo por tu maldito orgullo,
yo no quiero nada tuyo ni tu amor.

I'm not going to lift a finger

Friends talk about your brown skin,
that when you walk even the sun burns,
about your black eyes, with a serious look,
about your fantasies and your beauty.

Girlfriends say you've changed,
that sadness can be seen in your eyes,
that you stay silent when they mention me,
you're just a shadow and I tell you that

I'm not going to lift a finger,
you brought it upon yourself and you were wrong,
and I tell you I'm not going to lift a finger for your damn pride,
I don't want anything from you or your love.

Friends say you're so beautiful,
that when you appear there are no stars,
that you spend the whole night dancing,
and everyone treats you like a princess.

Girlfriends say you've lost weight,
and sometimes you cry over almost nothing,
that you get upset if you're not pleased,
you're capricious and I tell you that

I'm not going to lift a finger,
you brought it upon yourself and you were wrong,
and I tell you I'm not going to lift a finger for your damn pride,
I don't want anything from you or your love.