Sabor a Derrota
Esto ya es un hecho, se acabó, me dejas
Creo que es mi castigo por amar bonito
No sé si en el tiempo pueda acostumbrarme
Estaba en mis planes mi vejez contigo
Para qué rogarle si se ha enamorado
Para qué insistirle que siga a mi lado
Tengo qué obligarme a enfrentar mi presente
Porque, en su futuro, yo soy su pasado
Fabriqué recuerdos que hoy son mi tormento
No me entregué poco, me di al cien por ciento
Cultivé una rosa planeando un florero
Y hoy son sus espinas las que están hiriendo
Siento que me arrancan la vida del pecho
Siento que me matan a golpes el alma
Aquí adentro, siento una daga en veneno
Siempre el desengaño te ataca en la espada
Ay, qué mal se siente el sabor a derrota
Ahora sé cuan dura es una despedida
Verte sin angustia hacer la maleta
Confirma que no, confirma que no fui el amor de tu vida
Fabriqué recuerdos que hoy son mi tormento
No me entregué poco, me di al cien por ciento
Cultivé una rosa planeando un florero
Y hoy son sus espinas las que están hiriendo
Siento que me arrancan la vida del pecho
Siento que me matan a golpes el alma
Aquí adentro, siento una daga en veneno
Siempre el desengaño te ataca en la espalda
Ay, qué mal se siente el sabor a derrota
Ahora sé cuan dura es una despedida
Verte sin angustia hacer la maleta
Confirma que no, confirma que no fui el amor de tu vida
Verte sin angustia hacer la maleta
Confirma que no, confirma que no fui el amor de tu vida
Taste of Defeat
This is already a fact, it's over, you leave me
I think it's my punishment for loving beautifully
I don't know if I can get used to it in time
My old age with you was in my plans
Why beg him if he has fallen in love?
Why insist that he stay by my side?
I have to force myself to face my present
Because, in your future, I am your past
I created memories that are now my torment
I didn't give a little, I gave a hundred percent
I grew a rose by planning a vase
And today it is their thorns that are hurting
I feel like my life is being ripped from my chest
I feel like my soul is being beaten to death
In here, I feel a dagger in poison
Disappointment always attacks you on the sword
Oh, how bad the taste of defeat feels
Now I know how hard a goodbye is
Seeing you pack your suitcase without anguish
Confirm that no, confirm that I was not the love of your life
I created memories that are now my torment
I didn't give a little, I gave a hundred percent
I grew a rose by planning a vase
And today it is their thorns that are hurting
I feel like my life is being ripped from my chest
I feel like my soul is being beaten to death
In here, I feel a dagger in poison
Disappointment always attacks you from behind
Oh, how bad the taste of defeat feels
Now I know how hard a goodbye is
Seeing you pack your suitcase without anguish
Confirm that no, confirm that I was not the love of your life
Seeing you pack your suitcase without anguish
Confirm that no, confirm that I was not the love of your life