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LOSS

Los Tiranos del Norte

EXTRAVÍO

Que pena me da mirarte
cuando te miro
que pena me da saber lo que
has perdido
que pena me da mirarte
cuando te miro
que pena me da saber lo que
has perdido.

Por jugar con el amor
con el honor pobre de tí
hoy sufres y te lamentas
lo que has perdido.

Por jugar con el amor
con el honor pobre de tí
hoy sufres y te lamentas
lo que has perdido.
te engañaron tus amigas
te extravío la mala gente
llenando tu pobre mente
de orgullo y vanidad

Llora mujer con dolor
llora, llora este error
que la triste realidad la hizo
tu liviano amor.

LOSS

How sorry I am to look at you
when I look at you
how sorry I am to know what
you have lost
how sorry I am to look at you
when I look at you
how sorry I am to know what
you have lost.

For playing with love
with the poor honor of you
today you suffer and lament
what you have lost.

For playing with love
with the poor honor of you
today you suffer and lament
what you have lost.
your friends deceived you
bad people led you astray
filling your poor mind
with pride and vanity

Cry woman with pain
cry, cry for this mistake
that the sad reality made
your light love.

Escrita por: Miguel Corréa