Tributo al amor
Hoy canto para tí
a toda tú geografía
Hoy canto para tí...
bien de manos en la Gran Vía
Hoy todito el mundo nos sonríe,
sonríe el del restaurante no nos cobró...no
Hoy canto para tí en medio del aguadero
Hoy canto para tí...bien... entre reforma y el centro
Esta música que a mi me gusta...s
sonríe el del restaurante no nos cobró y nos fuimos sin pagar...
Tributo al amor de quien se enamoré
Al que peleó tiene su alma de duelo
a la muchedumbre que manifiesta
Por el amor en plena linea de fuego
Tributo a tu cara a tu sonrisa a
tu mirada doy homenaje a tu nombre
Tributo a tu voz a tu caminar a tus creencias
y a esa bendita vergüenza
Te pienso
Hoy vale mi vida una cuarta parte,
ando moribundo el pasto de este parque.
Hoy no voy a sangrar en la afeitada,
mi cara arde por otra cortada.
Hoy me valen dos pesos los valores.
Me queda de humildad sólo unas fichas.
Hoy buscaba tu amor en un diccionario
y me pasé completo el abecedario.
Valen mis caricias algo en tu memoria,
hay en ese olvido algo de mi historia.
Vale que lo grite a cada transeúnte:
Todavía te pienso, todavía te pienso.
Te pienso.
Hoy el ruido del mar me deja sordo,
ahora mis olas no llegan a tu orilla.
Me robé de tu playa unos corales, a
lgo de tu agua para no secarme.
Y todavía te pienso, y todavía te pienso,
pienso, amor, te pienso.
Tribute to love
Today I sing for you
to all your geography
Today I sing for you...
good hands on the Gran Vía
Today the whole world smiles at us,
The restaurant guy smiles, he didn't charge us...no
Today I sing for you in the middle of the water
Today I sing for you... well... between reform and the center
This music that I like...
Smiles, the guy at the restaurant didn't charge us and we left without paying...
Tribute to the love of who I fell in love with
He who fought has his soul in mourning
to the crowd that demonstrates
For love in the line of fire
Tribute to your face to your smile to
your look I pay tribute to your name
Tribute to your voice to your walk to your beliefs
now that blessed shame
I think of you
Today my life is worth a quarter,
The grass of this park is dying.
Today I'm not going to bleed when I shave,
My face burns from another cut.
Today the values are worth two pesos to me.
I only have a few chips left of humility.
Today I was looking for your love in a dictionary
and I went through the entire alphabet.
My caresses are worth something in your memory,
There is in that forgetfulness something of my history.
It's worth shouting it to every passerby:
I still think of you, I still think of you.
I think of you.
Today the noise of the sea leaves me deaf,
Now my waves don't reach your shore.
I stole some corals from your beach,
some of your water so I don't dry out.
And I still think of you, and I still think of you,
I think, love, I think of you.