Mientes
Dichosos de ellos ,los amigos de el
Que pueden estar a tu lado mujer
Que van a tu casa y comparten tu mesa y a mi la tristeza
Va matándome
Dichosos que pueden contigo hablar
Y ser los testigos cuando lo besas
Yo sin embargo me atrevo a gritarlo que es todo una farsa
Que tu no lo amas
Te mientes cuando sonríes frente a ellos para complacerlos
Y si lo abrasas cuando lo acaricias tienes tanto miedo que
El se de cuenta que son tus manos dos torosos de hielo
Mientes , porque al mirarme corre por tu sangre un río de fuego
Porque los dos somos simple marionetas de este triste juego
Que tu marido que siempre te exhibe como un gran trofeo....
Mientesss mientessss tu mientessss
You Lie
Blessed are they, his friends
Who can be by your side, woman
Who go to your house and share your table and to me the sadness
Is killing me
Blessed are those who can talk to you
And be the witnesses when you kiss him
I, however, dare to shout that it's all a farce
That you don't love him
You lie when you smile in front of them to please them
And if you hug him when you caress him, you're so afraid that
He realizes that your hands are two ice toruses
You lie, because when you look at me, a river of fire runs through your blood
Because we are both simple puppets in this sad game
That your husband who always exhibits you as a great trophy...
You lie, you lie, you lie