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One Hundred Years

Pedro Infante

Cien Años

Pasaste a mi lado
Con gran indiferencia
Tus ojos ni siquiera
Voltearon hacia mí

Te vi sin que me vieras
Te hablé sin que me oyeras
Y toda mi amargura
Se ahogó dentro de mí

Me duele hasta la vida
Saber que me olvidaste
Pensar que ni desprecios
Merezca, yo, de ti

Y, sin embargo, sigues
Unida a mi existencia
Y si vivo cien años
Cien años, pienso en ti

Pasaste a mi lado
Con gran indiferencia
Tus ojos ni siquiera
Voltearon hacia mí

Te vi sin que me vieras
Te hablé sin que me oyeras
Y toda mi amargura
Se ahogó dentro de mí

Me duele hasta la vida
Saber que me olvidaste
Pensar que ni desprecios
Merezca, yo, de ti

Y, sin embargo, sigues
Unida a mi existencia
Y si vivo cien años
Cien años, pienso en ti

One Hundred Years

You passed by my side
With great indifference
Your eyes didn't even
Turn towards me

I saw you without you seeing me
I spoke to you without you hearing me
And all my bitterness
Drowned inside me

It hurts me to the core
To know that you forgot me
To think that not even disdain
I deserve from you

And yet, you continue
Linked to my existence
And if I live one hundred years
One hundred years, I think of you

You passed by my side
With great indifference
Your eyes didn't even
Turn towards me

I saw you without you seeing me
I spoke to you without you hearing me
And all my bitterness
Drowned inside me

It hurts me to the core
To know that you forgot me
To think that not even disdain
I deserve from you

And yet, you continue
Linked to my existence
And if I live one hundred years
One hundred years, I think of you

Escrita por: Rubén Fuentes / Alberto Cervantes