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The Armchair

José Manuel Figueroa

El Sillón

Dices que ya no te acuerdas
Que no me conoces
No sabes quién fui

Que quizás fui una persona
Que cruzó la calle
Al lado de ti

Pero sin mentirte
Hay un sillón que vio lo nuestro
Y sabe todo el cuento

Y si dices no acordarte
Ya no te molestes
Yo te lo recuerdo

Mucho gusto
Yo me llamo tu ex amor
De apellido fiel que fui

El que te hizo sonreír
El que te lleva pa'l cielo
Y al oído mil te quieros
Te cantaba

Mucho gusto
Yo sé que sueñas con mis besos
Cuando pruebas los de él

Tiene mi nombre tu cuerpo
Y le tienes que mentir
Porque cuando estás con él
Sé que estás pensando en mí

Dices que ya no te acuerdas
Que no me conoces
No sabes quién fui

Que quizás fui una persona
Que cruzó la calle
Al lado de ti

Pero sin mentirte
Hay un sillón que vio lo nuestro
Y sabe todo el cuento

Y si dices no acordarte
Ya no te molestes
Yo te lo recuerdo

Mucho gusto
Yo me llamo tu ex amor
De apellido fiel que fui

El que te hizo sonreír
El que te lleva pa'l cielo
Y al oído mil te quieros
Te cantaba

Mucho gusto
Yo sé que sueñas con mis besos
Cuando pruebas los de él

Tiene mi nombre tu cuerpo
Y le tienes que mentir
Porque cuando estás con él
Sé que estás pensando en mí

The Armchair

You say you don't remember anymore
That you don't know me
You don't know who I was

That maybe I was a person
Who crossed the street
Next to you

But without lying to you
There's an armchair that saw everything between us
And knows the whole story

And if you say you don't remember
Don't bother
I'll remind you

Nice to meet you
My name is your ex-love
With the last name faithful that I was

The one who made you smile
The one who takes you to heaven
And whispers a thousand I love yous
He used to sing to you

Nice to meet you
I know you dream of my kisses
When you taste his

Your body has my name
And you have to lie to him
Because when you're with him
I know you're thinking of me

You say you don't remember anymore
That you don't know me
You don't know who I was

That maybe I was a person
Who crossed the street
Next to you

But without lying to you
There's an armchair that saw everything between us
And knows the whole story

And if you say you don't remember
Don't bother
I'll remind you

Nice to meet you
My name is your ex-love
With the last name faithful that I was

The one who made you smile
The one who takes you to heaven
And whispers a thousand I love yous
He used to sing to you

Nice to meet you
I know you dream of my kisses
When you taste his

Your body has my name
And you have to lie to him
Because when you're with him
I know you're thinking of me

Escrita por: Ángel Fabián