Cuerpo sin alma
Casi dormida
Ella lloraba
Estaba asfixiada,
intentando borrar la pena del corazón
no lo entendía
si ella era buena
se quedó esperándolo en bata y nunca llegó
pero porque le hacía esto si ella lo amaba
de más
se desvivía y le hacía todo
que más?
Pero siempre hay alguien que ama más
Y es así
Y ese alguien es el que pierde más
Y no era fea,
Era muy bella
No quería pagar con la misma que el le pagó
Algunas pastillas para dormir
Y olvidar
Se le fue la mano y no se quería
Morir
Pero siempre hay alguien que ama más
Y es así
Y ese alguien es el que pierde más
En la mañana
Bien borracho y pintado de labios
El cuerpo sin alma
Allí lo encontró.
El cuerpo sin alma (ay mamá)
Allí lo encontró
Y mientras ella te esperaba
Con la luna llena
Tu te la pasabas con Magdalena
Ya estaba harta!
Ay te amaba!
Pero si siempre la maltrataste a e esa mujer
No entiendo porque... por que te casaste!
Tu estabas con mil amores
Y ella esperaba con flores y en bata
Ahora carga la cruz de tu conciencia
Body without soul
Almost asleep
She was crying
She was suffocating,
trying to erase the pain from her heart
She didn't understand
if she was good
She waited for him in a robe and he never came
But why did he do this to her if she loved him
so much
She devoted herself and did everything for him
what more?
But there is always someone who loves more
And that's how it is
And that someone is the one who loses the most
And she wasn't ugly,
She was very beautiful
She didn't want to pay him back the same way he did
Some sleeping pills
To forget
She took too many and didn't want to
Die
But there is always someone who loves more
And that's how it is
And that someone is the one who loses the most
In the morning
Very drunk and with painted lips
The body without soul
There she found him.
The body without soul (oh mama)
There she found him
And while she waited for you
With the full moon
You were with Magdalena
She was fed up!
Oh, she loved you!
But if you always mistreated that woman
I don't understand why... why did you marry her!
You were with a thousand loves
And she waited with flowers and in a robe
Now she carries the burden of your conscience