Una Guitarra Llora
Una guitarra llora
Un amigo canta una triste canción
Él no sabe la pena que llevo en el alma
Por culpa de un mal amor
Juraba me quería y de repente un día resultó que no
Nada quiso saber de aquello que una vez fuera su vida
No le importó, creo que se le olvidó
Que me quería
Esa guitarra llora como si comprendiera mi amargo dolor
La gente me mira y una falsa sonrisa les dedico yo
Y la guitarra llora como si comprendiera mi amargo dolor
En silencio me voy
Ya no quiero seguir escuchando canciones
Ella me traicionó, no le guardo rencor
Que Dios la perdone
Aunque mi corazón siempre le llore
En silencio me voy
Ya no quiero seguir escuchando canciones
Ella me traicionó, no le guardo rencor
Que Dios la perdone
Aunque mi corazón, siempre le llore
Aunque mi corazón, siempre le llore
Que ya no toquen canciones
Que ya no lloren guitarras
A Guitar Cries
a guitar cries
A friend sings a sad song
He doesn't know the pain that I carry in my soul
Because of a bad love
He swore he loved me and suddenly one day it turned out he didn't
He wanted nothing to know about what was once his life
He didn't care, I think he forgot
that he loved me
That guitar cries as if it understood my bitter pain
People look at me and I give them a fake smile
And the guitar cries as if it understood my bitter pain
In silence I leave
I don't want to keep listening to songs anymore
She betrayed me, I don't hold a grudge against her
May God forgive her
Although my heart always cries for him
In silence I leave
I don't want to keep listening to songs anymore
She betrayed me, I don't hold a grudge against her
May God forgive her
Although my heart always cries for him
Although my heart always cries for him
Let them no longer play songs
Let guitars no longer cry
Escrita por: Adolfo Angel Alba