Dejar de Quererte

Stop Loving You

Dejar de Quererte

Without a melody, there’s no songSin melodía no hay una cancion
Without a plot, there’s no good scriptSin argumento no hay un buen guion
But without you, there’s still lifePero sin ti si hay vida
And in the distance, there’s a way outY al fondo una salida
A little light that brightens everything upUna pequeña luz que todo lo ilumina
Without you, I’m biggerSin ti yo soy mas grande
Much better than beforeMucho mejor que antes
What a great idea it was... to leave you and walk awayQue buena idea fue... dejarte y marcharme

I don’t need anything more to liveNo necesito mas para vivir
Than my guitar, a song, and meQue mi guitarra, una canción y a mi
And I can walk barefootY puedo andar descalzo
Jump over the puddlesSaltar sobre los charcos
And decide all on my own how, where, and whenY decidir yo solo cómo, dónde y cuando
I’m not attached to anythingNo tengo apego a nada
I’m tired of the staresMe sobran las miradas
That want to see those mountains but can’tQue quieren y no pueden ver esas montañas

The sea is endless, like your bad luckEl mar es infinito, como tu mala suerte
That you lost me, fool, for wanting to have meQue me has perdido, tonta, por querer tenerme
Wanting to clip my wings, the fruit of my wombQuerer cortar mis alas, el fruto de mi vientre
What a great idea it was... to stop loving youQue buena idea fue... dejar de quererte

Without you, I feel so much happierSin ti me siento mucho mas feliz
And I hope you’re the same without meY espero que asi seas tu sin mi
Keep following your pathQue sigas tu camino
I’ve already got mineQue yo ya tengo el mio
I don’t want to share my fate with youNo quiero compartir contigo mi destino
Your eyes don’t deserve to see what I seeTus ojos no merecen mirar lo que yo miro
Feel what I feel, live what I liveSentir lo que yo siento, vivir lo que yo vivo

The sea is endless, like your bad luckEl mar es infinito, como tu mala suerte
That you lost me, fool, for wanting to have meQue me has perdido, tonta, por querer tenerme
Wanting to clip my wings, the fruit of my wombQuerer cortar mis alas, el fruto de mi vientre
What a great idea it was... to stop loving youQue buena idea fue... dejar de quererte