Frente Al Espejo
Es fácil para alguien como yo,
Que he dado el corazón
Vivir la situación que por ti vivo...
A cambio de tu amor todo lo di y en cambio tu por mi
Ni has intentado hacer lo que te pido.
Ya sé que debo ser la que te espera,
Que ella es quién te tiene y te maneja,
Que debo conformarme con las sobras;
Oyendo tus promesas, que nunca toman forma.
Y sé que debo de tener paciencia,
Soñar que ese gran día ya se acerca
Y mientras debo ser la que se muere viendo como te besa
Y le dices que la quieres...
Frente al espejo soy la valiente,
La que se jura y se promete
Que hoy sera la última vez que tú le mientes.
Frente a tus ojos yo soy la cobarde,
La que se muere por odiarte
Y a pesar de todo vuelve a perdonarte...
Ya sé que soy la marioneta de tu amor
Y tú sin compasión has movido a tu antojo mis hilos,
No he sido nunca nada para ti,
Mas que una sombra gris que atada a tus mentiras te ha seguido.
Ya sé que debo ser la que te espera,
Que ella es quién te tiene y te maneja,
Que debo conformarme con las sobras;
Oyendo tus promesas, que nunca toman forma.
Y sé que debo de tener paciencia,
Soñar que ese gran día ya se acerca
Y mientras debo ser la que se muere viendo como te besa
Y le dices que la quieres...
In Front of the Mirror
It's easy for someone like me,
Who has given their heart
To live the situation that I live for you...
In exchange for your love, I gave everything and in return you
Haven't even tried to do what I ask of you.
I know I should be the one who waits for you,
That she's the one who has you and controls you,
That I should settle for the scraps;
Listening to your promises, which never materialize.
And I know I must have patience,
Dream that the big day is approaching
And meanwhile, I must be the one dying watching how you kiss her
And tell her that you love her...
In front of the mirror, I am the brave one,
The one who swears and promises
That today will be the last time you lie to her.
In your eyes, I am the coward,
The one who dies to hate you
And despite everything, forgives you again...
I know I am the puppet of your love
And you, without compassion, have manipulated my strings as you please,
I have never been anything to you,
Just a gray shadow tied to your lies that has followed you.
I know I should be the one who waits for you,
That she's the one who has you and controls you,
That I should settle for the scraps;
Listening to your promises, which never materialize.
And I know I must have patience,
Dream that the big day is approaching
And meanwhile, I must be the one dying watching how you kiss her
And tell her that you love her...