24 Años de Ti
Kiza no me sirva mas hablar
y esta la 4ta ves ke llamo y kuelgo,
pero algo me dice ke estoy mal,
y ya son las 3 de la mañana y pienso ...
y pienso en mi vida,
kasi me siento morir sin ti
y ke si me miras pierdo un segundo de valor
... me siento mal
Kiza no me sirva mas hablar
y esta es la ultima ves ke llamo y miento,
miro y te pido kedate,
ya no me dejes otra ves, tan solo
y pienso mi vida ke asi me siento morir
sin ti
y ke si me miras
pierdo un segundo de valor,
un kuarto vacio no me hace bien
kiero intentarlo otra ves kontigo
mira mis ojos lloran mas
mi korazon late un poko mas
ke ayer....
kiza no me sirva mas hablar
pero es ke no puedo olvidarte ... lo siento
24 Years of You
Maybe it's no use talking anymore
and this is the 4th time I call and hang up,
but something tells me I'm wrong,
and it's already 3 in the morning and I think ...
and I think about my life,
I almost feel like dying without you
and if you look at me I lose a second of worth
... I feel bad
Maybe it's no use talking anymore
and this is the last time I call and lie,
I look at you and ask you to stay,
don't leave me again, just like that
and I think about my life that this is how I feel like dying
without you
and if you look at me
I lose a second of worth,
an empty room doesn't do me good
I want to try again with you
look, my eyes cry more
my heart beats a little more
than yesterday....
Maybe it's no use talking anymore
but I just can't forget you ... I'm sorry