Locura de Amor
Y que he de hacer, para que creas, que mi querer, es verdadero
Di que he de hacer, para que creas, que con tu amor, yo fui sincero
Si no fuera cierta la locura que tu amor, me causa
Si no fuera inmensa la tortura que por ti, yo estoy viviendo
Quien habría de creerme si al buscarme siempre me encontraba
Sueña que te sueña, piensa que te piensa,
Sufre que te sufre, llora que te llora, tan solo por ti
Di que he de hacer, para que creas, que con tu amor, yo fui sincero
Si no fuera cierta la locura que tu amor, me causa
Si no fuera inmensa la tortura que por ti, yo estoy viviendo
Quien habría de creerme si al buscarme siempre me encontraba
Sueña que te sueña, piensa que te piensa,
Sufre que te sufre, llora que te llora, tan solo por ti
Madness of Love
And what should I do, for you to believe, that my love, is true
Tell me what should I do, for you to believe, that with your love, I was sincere
If the madness that your love causes me, were not true
If the torture I am living for you, were not immense
Who would believe me if I always found myself when seeking
Dreams that dream of you, thoughts that think of you
Suffers that suffer for you, cries that cry for you, only for you
Tell me what should I do, for you to believe, that with your love, I was sincere
If the madness that your love causes me, were not true
If the torture I am living for you, were not immense
Who would believe me if I always found myself when seeking
Dreams that dream of you, thoughts that think of you
Suffers that suffer for you, cries that cry for you, only for you