La Tortura (Alternate Version)
Ay, payita mía
Guárdate la poesía
Guárdate la alegría pa'ti
No pido que todos los días sean de sol
No pido que todos los viernes sean de fiesta
Tampoco te pido que vuelvas rogando perdón
Si lloras con los ojos secos
Y hablando de ella
Ay, amor, me duele tanto, me duele tanto
Que te fueras sin decir a donde
Ay, amor, fué una tortura perderte
Yo sé que no he sido un santo
Pero lo puedo arreglar, amor
You say you love like no other
But you can't live of bread alone
Sólo de errores se aprende
Y hoy sé que tuyo es mi corazón
Don't ever try, don't even bother
I won't take it, I don't want it
I don't buy it so long
No puedo pedir que el invierno perdone a un rosal
No puedo pedir a los olmos que entreguen peras
No puedo pedirle lo eterno a un simple mortal
Y andar arrojando a los cerdos miles de perlas
Ay, amor, me duele tanto, me duele tanto
Que no creas más en mis promesas
Ay, amor, es una tortura perderte
Yo sé que no he sido un santo
Pero lo puedo arreglar, amor
You say you love like no other
But you can't live of bread alone
Sólo de errores se aprende
Y hoy sé que tuyo es mi corazón
Don't ever try, don't even bother
I won't take it, I don't want it
I don't buy it so long
No te bajes, no te bajes
Oye, negrita, mira, no te rajes
De lunes a viernes tienes mi amor
Déjame el sábado a mi que es mejor
Oye, mi negra, no me castigues más
Porque allá afuera sin ti no tengo paz
Yo solo soy un hombre muy arrepentido
Soy como el ave que vuelve a su nido
Yo sé que no he sido un santo
Y es que no estoy hecho de cartón
You say you love like no other
But you can't live of bread alone
Sólo de errores se aprende
Y hoy sé que tuyo es mi corazón
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, todo lo que he hecho por ti
Fué una tortura perderte
Me duele tanto que sea así
Sigue llorando perdón
Yo, yo no voy a llorar por ti
Torture (Alternate Version)
Oh, my dear
Save the poetry
Keep your joy for yourself
I don't ask that every day be sunny
I don't ask that every Friday be a party.
Nor do I ask you to come back begging for forgiveness
If you cry with dry eyes
And speaking of her
Oh, love, it hurts so much, it hurts so much
That you left without saying where
Oh, love, it was torture to lose you
I know that I have not been a saint
but I can fix it, love
You say you love like no other
But you can't live on bread alone
Only from mistakes you learn
And today I know that my heart is yours
Don't ever try, don't even bother
I won't take it, I don't want it
I don't buy it so long
I can't ask winter to forgive a rose bush
I can't ask the elms to deliver pears
I can't ask a mere mortal for eternity.
And go around throwing thousands of pearls to pigs
Oh, love, it hurts so much, it hurts so much
Don't believe in my promises anymore
Oh, love, it's torture to lose you
I know that I have not been a saint
but I can fix it, love
You say you love like no other
But you can't live on bread alone
Only from mistakes you learn
And today I know that my heart is yours
Don't ever try, don't even bother
I won't take it, I don't want it
I don't buy it so long
Don't get off, don't get off
Hey, black girl, look, don't give up
From Monday to Friday you have my love
Leave Saturday to me, it's better
Hey, my black girl, don't punish me anymore
Because out there without you I have no peace
I'm just a very sorry man
I am like the bird that returns to its nest
I know that I have not been a saint
And I'm not made of cardboard
You say you love like no other
But you can't live on bread alone
Only from mistakes you learn
And today I know that my heart is yours
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, everything I've done for you
It was torture to lose you
It hurts me so much that it is like this
keep crying sorry
I, I'm not going to cry for you
Escrita por: Shakira / Luis F. Ochoa