Me has vuelto loco
Dime que ha sido
del valor de las promesas
del amor que no medimos
por debajo de la mesa
dime que ha sido
del te quiero para siempre
el que nunca se moría
y esta de cuerpo presente,
y ahora quiero que sepas
que aunque no te haya tenido,
el orgullo a mi pierde
y eres tu quien me ha perdido
poquito a poco.
Me has vuelto loco
hasta llegar al punto de vivir
buscando el mar andando por ahí
me has vuelto loco
y me has plantado de frente
al dolor que me ha roto
me has vuelto loco
poquito a poco para soportar
lo insoportable que es mirar atrás
y darte cuenta
que el quererme a la fuerza era cosa de locos
me has vuelto loco, me has vuelto loco.
No queda nada,
ya no somos el reflejo,
debe ser que las movidas
se comieron a los tejos,
donde han quedado
los honores que me dabas
y aquellas flores baratas
que aun así nos funcionaban,
llevándonos de cama
sin andarnos por las ramas
con fuego ...
perdiendo que nunca se apagan
te necesito.
Me has vuelto loco
hasta llegar al punto de vivir
buscando el mar andando por ahí
me has vuelto loco
y me has plantado de frente
al dolor que me ha roto
me has vuelto loco
poquito a poco para soportar
lo insoportable que es mirar atrás
y darte cuenta
que el quererme a la fuerza era cosa de locos
me has vuelto loco, loquito loco.
You've Driven Me Crazy
Tell me what has happened
to the value of promises
of love that we didn't measure
under the table
Tell me what has happened
to the 'I love you forever'
that never died
and is still present,
and now I want you to know
that even though I didn't have you,
pride loses to me
and it's you who has lost me
little by little.
You've driven me crazy
to the point of living
searching for the sea walking around
you've driven me crazy
and you've confronted me
with the pain that has broken me
you've driven me crazy
little by little to endure
the unbearable task of looking back
and realizing
that forcing yourself to love me was crazy
you've driven me crazy, you've driven me crazy.
There's nothing left,
we're no longer a reflection,
must be that the issues
ate away at the yews,
where have they gone
the honors you gave me
and those cheap flowers
that still worked for us,
taking us to bed
without beating around the bush
with fire ...
losing that never goes out
I need you.
You've driven me crazy
to the point of living
searching for the sea walking around
you've driven me crazy
and you've confronted me
with the pain that has broken me
you've driven me crazy
little by little to endure
the unbearable task of looking back
and realizing
that forcing yourself to love me was crazy
you've driven me crazy, crazy crazy.