DOM1NGO
(Extraño esas llamada' por la madrugada)
(Días que eran meses, noches desveladas)
(Extraño esas llamada' por la madrugada)
(Días que eran meses, noches desveladas)
Qué feo es sentir un vacío que no va a llenarse
Por más que uno lo intente
Ojalá retrocediese el tiempo pa' poder abrazarte
Y encararte de frente
No eras santa ni perfecta
Pero seguías siendo grande
Tengo cosas pa' contarte
Puertas para abrirte
Pensé que eras diferente
Vuelve a mí como hiciste antes
No quiero mentirte
Mi corazón quedó hecho en partes
Y, en parte, por lo que hiciste
Pero te extraño, aunque no haga bien
Ni a vos, ni a mí, ni a nadie
Dentro de poco, te quiero ver
Aunque duela
Aquel día domingo
Esperé a que vengas
Noto que no eras para mí
Esos ojos lindos
Me hicieron de piedra
Te extraño
Aunque no te haga feliz
Extraño esa llamada
Por la madrugada
Días que eran meses
Noches desveladas
Y aunque extraño tu calor
Después de eso, casi nada
No sos mala ni la peor
Pero menos la indicada
Vuelve a mí como hiciste antes
No quiero mentirte
Mi corazón quedó hecho en partes
Y, en parte, por lo que hiciste
Pero te extraño, aunque no haga bien
Ni a vos, ni a mí, ni a nadie
Dentro de poco te quiero ver
Aunque duela
Aquel día domingo
Esperé a que vengas
Noto que no eras para mí
Esos ojos lindos
Me hicieron de piedra
Te extraño
Aunque no me haga feliz
(Un, dos, tres, cua-)
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
Oh-oh
SUNDAY
(I miss those calls in the early morning)
(Days that were months, sleepless nights)
(I miss those calls in the early morning)
(Days that were months, sleepless nights)
How ugly it is to feel a void that will not be filled
No matter how hard one tries
I wish time could go back so I could hug you
And face you head on
You were not holy or perfect
But you were still great
I have things to tell you
Doors to open for you
I thought you were different
Come back to me like you did before
I don't want to lie to you
My heart was broken into pieces
And, in part, because of what you did
But I miss you, even if it's not good
Neither to you, nor to me, nor to anyone
I want to see you soon
Even if it hurts
That Sunday
I waited for you to come
I notice that you were not for me
Those pretty eyes
They made me of stone
I miss you
Even if it doesn't make you happy
I miss that call
At dawn
Days that were months
Sleepless nights
And although I miss your warmth
After that, almost nothing
You are not bad or the worst
But less than the indicated one
Come back to me like you did before
I don't want to lie to you
My heart was broken into pieces
And, in part, because of what you did
But I miss you, even if it's not good
Neither to you, nor to me, nor to anyone
I want to see you soon
Even if it hurts
That Sunday
I waited for you to come
I notice that you were not for me
Those pretty eyes
They made me of stone
I miss you
Even if it doesn't make me happy
(One, two, three, four-)
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh
Oh-oh