El Gran Señor
Desde que no tengo
que cuidar tu cariño
oír tus caprichos ya no sufro tanto
desde que no tengo que cuidar tu cariño
oír tus caprichos ya no sufro...
Ay ay ay, ahí va él es el gran señor
ahí va, es aquel que que está en aquel Rolls-Royce
ahí va, mirenlo, que aire sobrador,
mira para acá sólo porque está abrazado a vos
Desde que no tengo que cuidar tu cariño
oír tus caprichos ya no sufro tanto
desde que no tengo que cuidar tu cariño
oír tus caprichos ya no sufro...
Intentó ser el amor que te haga olvidar
Intentó, nunca lo logró ni lo logrará
Compartió su riqueza para obviar
un poco de amor, lo que nunca vos le pudiste dar.
Desde que no tengo que cuidar tu cariño
oír tus caprichos ya no sufro tanto
desde que no tengo que cuidar tu cariño
oír tus caprichos ya no sufro...
The Great Lord
Since I don't have
To take care of your affection
Hearing your whims doesn't bother me as much
Since I don't have to take care of your affection
Hearing your whims doesn't bother me as much...
Ay ay ay, there he goes, he's the great lord
There he goes, the one in that Rolls-Royce
There he goes, look at him, so arrogant
Looking this way just because he's holding you
Since I don't have to take care of your affection
Hearing your whims doesn't bother me as much
Since I don't have to take care of your affection
Hearing your whims doesn't bother me as much...
He tried to be the love that makes you forget
He tried, he never achieved it and never will
He shared his wealth to overlook
A little love, what you could never give him
Since I don't have to take care of your affection
Hearing your whims doesn't bother me as much
Since I don't have to take care of your affection
Hearing your whims doesn't bother me as much...
Escrita por: Diego de Marco