buenos aires
Ayer, que hablaría hoy
Hoy, que hablaré mañana
Lo he sentido, lo he callado
Lo he sufrido, lo he guardado
Y no he contado nada
Pretender
Que todo se lo lleva el viento
Y entender
Que me he extrañado tanto tiempo
Ayer llovió en Buenos Aires
Mis lágrimas por la calle, eh-eh
Miré a través de la persiana y no está el Sol
A veces no sale
Cerrando y abriendo heridas
De eso se trata la vida
De que el amor exista después del amor
Aunque te lastima
Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima
Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima
Eh-eh
El miedo de dormir
Sola en mi propia casa
Y no poder salir
Y no entender qué pasa
Pretender
Que todo se lo lleva el viento
Y entender
Que me he extrañado tanto tiempo
Ayer llovió en Buenos Aires
Mis lágrimas por la calle, eh-eh
Miré a través de la persiana y no está el Sol
A veces no sale
Cerrando y abriendo heridas
De eso se trata la vida
De que el amor exista después del amor
Aunque te lastima
Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima
Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima
Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima
(Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima)
(Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima)
(Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima)
(Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima)
(Y hoy Buenos Aires lastima)
Good Airs
Yesterday, what I would talk about today
Today, what I will talk about tomorrow
I have felt it, I have kept quiet
I have suffered it, I have kept it
And I haven't told anything
Pretend
That everything is taken by the wind
And understand
That I have missed for so long
Yesterday it rained in Buenos Aires
My tears on the street, eh-eh
I looked through the blinds and the Sun is not there
Sometimes it doesn't come out
Closing and opening wounds
That's what life is about
That love exists after love
Even if it hurts you
And today Buenos Aires hurts
And today Buenos Aires hurts
Eh-eh
The fear of sleeping
Alone in my own house
And not being able to go out
And not understanding what's happening
Pretend
That everything is taken by the wind
And understand
That I have missed for so long
Yesterday it rained in Buenos Aires
My tears on the street, eh-eh
I looked through the blinds and the Sun is not there
Sometimes it doesn't come out
Closing and opening wounds
That's what life is about
That love exists after love
Even if it hurts you
And today Buenos Aires hurts
And today Buenos Aires hurts
And today Buenos Aires hurts
(And today Buenos Aires hurts)
(And today Buenos Aires hurts)
(And today Buenos Aires hurts)
(And today Buenos Aires hurts)
(And today Buenos Aires hurts)