Santos Que Yo Te Pinte
Yo no tengo la culpa
de que te duela el alma.
No tengo culpa ninguna
de que te fumes plata.
A veces me pregunto
de quién será el fantasma
que te ha tapado los ojos
para que no veas nada.
Dime dónde has estado
niña de cara blanca,
dónde has dejado tu risa
que no está donde estaba.
Todo lo que yo tengo,
todo yo te lo daba,
pero si acabas conmigo
vas a ser desgraciada.
Santos que yo te pinte
demonios se tienen que volver.
Santos que yo te pinte
demonios se tienen que volver.
Yo no soy ningún ángel,
yo no soy ningún santo,
pero lo que estás haciendo
es que me está matando.
Puedes buscar por tierra,
puedes buscar por aire,
que como yo te he querido
no va a quererte nadie,
no va a quererte nadie.
Santos que yo te pinte
demonios se tienen que volver.
Santos que yo te pinte
demonios se tienen que volver.
Santos que yo te pinte
demonios se tienen que volver.
Santos que yo te pinte
demonios se tienen que volver.
Santos que yo te pinte
demonios se tienen que volver.
Santos que yo te pinte
demonios se tienen que volver.
Saints That I Paint You
I'm not to blame
that your soul hurts.
I have no fault
that you smoke silver.
Sometimes I wonder
whose ghost it will be
that has covered your eyes
so you don't see anything.
Tell me where you've been
white-faced girl,
where you left your laughter
that is not where it was.
Everything I have,
everything I gave you,
but if you end with me
you will be unhappy.
Saints that I paint you
demons have to go back.
Saints that I paint you
demons have to go back.
I'm not an angel,
I'm not a saint,
but what you're doing
is killing me.
You can search by land,
you can search by air,
that as much as I loved you
nobody will love you,
nobody will love you.
Saints that I paint you
demons have to go back.
Saints that I paint you
demons have to go back.
Saints that I paint you
demons have to go back.
Saints that I paint you
demons have to go back.
Saints that I paint you
demons have to go back.
Saints that I paint you
demons have to go back.