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No Va a Doler (Ni la Mitad)

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It Won't Hurt (Half as Much)

I've been up and and down the highway
And I've seen what a man can do
To some little girl along the byway
That's why I sing this song to you

If you find your baby's gone
And you don't know where or when
You wonder, yes you wonder
If you'll ever see him again
Just remember, remember
These simple words I brought

Soon it won't hurt half as much
No it won't hurt half as much
No it won't hurt half as much as you thought

'Cause I been up and down the highway
And I watch them as they pass by
Broken hearts and I wish that they'd go my way
I'd save them every little teardrop they cry

Won't you listen?
If you think you can't go on
And life ain't got it for you no more
You're waitin' every night
For him to come walkin' through that door

Just remember, remember
These simple words that I brought
Soon it won't hurt half as much
No it won't hurt half as much
No it won't hurt half as much as you thought

Well, it won't hurt half as much
No, it won't hurt half as much
Lord, it won't hurt half as much as you though
And everytime you're sad, you cry
You feel like you wanna lie down and die
Oh, it won't hurt, it won't hurt half as much

No Va a Doler (Ni la Mitad)

He estado arriba y abajo de la carretera
Y he visto lo que un hombre puede hacer
A alguna niñita a lo largo del camino
Por eso canto esta canción para ti

Si encuentras que tu bebé se ha ido
Y no sabes dónde ni cuándo
Te preguntas, sí te preguntas
Si alguna vez lo volverás a ver
Solo recuerda, recuerda
Estas simples palabras que traje

Pronto no va a doler ni la mitad
No, no va a doler ni la mitad
No, no va a doler ni la mitad de lo que pensabas

Porque he estado arriba y abajo de la carretera
Y los veo mientras pasan
Corazones rotos y desearía que vinieran hacia mí
Los salvaría de cada lágrima que lloran

¿No escucharás?
Si piensas que no puedes seguir
Y la vida ya no tiene sentido para ti
Estás esperando cada noche
Que él entre caminando por esa puerta

Solo recuerda, recuerda
Estas simples palabras que traje
Pronto no va a doler ni la mitad
No, no va a doler ni la mitad
No, no va a doler ni la mitad de lo que pensabas

Bueno, no va a doler ni la mitad
No, no va a doler ni la mitad
Señor, no va a doler ni la mitad de lo que pensaste
Y cada vez que estés triste, lloras
Sientes que quieres acostarte y morir
Oh, no va a doler, no va a doler ni la mitad

Escrita por: Bert Berns