Ajeno
Ganas tengo de llorar,
si con llanto quiero ahogar,
esta pena que me mata,
el dolor me va a acabar,
qué he de hacer para olvidar,
este amor que me arrebata.
Yo lo quiero con pasión,
su dolor es mi dolor
y él me dice que me ama.
Y a pesar que él es mi amor
y que inspira mi canción,
me hace falta, mucha falta.
Ajeno, esa es mi pena.
Ajeno, oh que terrible condena.
Ajeno, esa es mi pena.
Ajeno, qué sufrimiento y dilema.
Música.
(Repetir).
Foreign
I feel like crying,
if with tears I want to drown,
this pain that kills me,
the pain will finish me,
what should I do to forget,
this love that takes me away.
I love him with passion,
his pain is my pain
and he tells me he loves me.
And despite he is my love
and inspires my song,
I miss him, miss him a lot.
Foreign, that's my sorrow.
Foreign, oh what a terrible sentence.
Foreign, that's my sorrow.
Foreign, what suffering and dilemma.
Music.
(Repeat).