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Me Because of Him

Iran Castillo

Yo Por Él

Alto como es
Con los labios encendidos
Cada día doy con él en la escalera
Y me tengo que aguantar
Con la ganas que le tengo
Para no soltarle el cuello, que peligro

Hay amores caprichosos.
Hay amores clandestinos.
Y hay amores imposibles, como el mío.

Se que no me ve.
Ni siquiera se da cuenta
De que soy una mujer y le desea
Me gusta imaginar
Que lo traigo de cabeza
Mientras lleno con su nombre las libretas

Hay amores a la carta
Hay amores a cuchillo
Y hay amores a las brazas, como el mío

Yo por él cambiaria el rumbo
Habitual con que gira el mundo
Yo por él cambiaria de gustos
De gesto, de sexo y de religión

Yo por él me acostumbraría
A perder, juro que lo haría
Yo por él cambiaría de nombre
De ropa, de amigos dormiría a sus pies

Y le seguiría por la sombra noche y día
Encantada de tener lo que él ya tira
Nunca pediría nada, todos lo sabrían
Solo él y yo, ya basta de mentiras

Hay amores que te matan
Hay amores que te salvan
Y hay amores que te arrancan el sentido

Me Because of Him

Tall as he is
With his lips on fire
Every day I come across him on the stairs
And I have to hold back
With the desire I have for him
To not grab his neck, what a danger

There are whimsical loves
There are clandestine loves
And there are impossible loves, like mine

I know he doesn't see me
He doesn't even realize
That I'm a woman and desire him
I like to imagine
That I have him on my mind
While I fill notebooks with his name

There are loves à la carte
There are loves with a knife
And there are loves on fire, like mine

Me, because of him, I would change the usual course
With which the world turns
Me, because of him, I would change tastes
Gesture, sex, and religion

I would get used to him
To losing, I swear I would
I would change my name for him
Clothes, friends, I would sleep at his feet

And I would follow him in the shadow night and day
Delighted to have what he already throws away
I would never ask for anything, everyone would know
Just him and me, enough lies

There are loves that kill you
There are loves that save you
And there are loves that take away your senses

Escrita por: J.R. Florez / Mauro Contarini