Tema: Gotas de dolor
Autor: Reynaldo Armas
Cuando nos tocan las fibras del corazón
Se desmoronan los castillos del orgullo
Mar de tristezas donde hubo tanto amor.
No es tan simple mi cielo no es tan simple
Acostumbrarse al peso de un cruel dolor
Es como un grito reprimido en las entrañas
Que se agiganta cada día con mas furor.
Toda mi esperanza
La tenia contigo
Hasta que una duda
Logró confundirnos
Se presentaron los celos y en nuestro mundo pequeño,
Quedó tan solo un suspiro
Mira que suerte tan negra
Se cruzó en nuestro camino. (BIS)
Cuantos recuerdos mi cielo, cuantos recuerdos
Que me remontan a mi ardiente juventud,
Cuando borracho de pasión entre tus brazos
Cada segundo lo viví a plenitud.
Que triste historia mi cielo, que triste historia
El resultado fatal de nuestra actitud
Hoy en mi mundo de bohemio enloquecido
Tomo mi copa y la levanto a tu salud.
Cuando en la distancia
Reviso tus cosas
Logro darme cuenta
Que son tan hermosas,
La verdad es que no entiendo
Como vencieron los celos
Desangrando gota a gota
Una relación tan grande
Que lucía maravillosa.
Fuente: Musixmatch
Greetings friends of Hive especially to Open Mic, in this melancholic week number 118 (Love Hurts) I wanted to share this song called (Gotas de Dolor) by Venezuelan singer-songwriter Reynaldo Armas. The song tells the story of the separation of a couple because of doubts and in many cases of third parties, who seek to cause harm by destroying the happiness of others. Without more to say I hope you enjoy and support me. Greetings and blessings.
Subject: Drops of pain
Author: Reynaldo Armas
When they touch our heartstrings
The castles of pride fall apart
Sea of sadness where there was so much love.
It's not so simple my heaven it's not so simple
To get used to the weight of a cruel pain
It's like a repressed scream in the bowels
That grows every day with more fury.
All my hope
I had it with you
Until a doubt
Managed to confuse us
Jealousy appeared and in our small world,
There was only a sigh left
Look what black luck
It crossed our path. (BIS)
How many memories, my dear, how many memories
That take me back to my ardent youth,
When drunk with passion in your arms
Every second I lived it to the fullest.
What a sad story my darling, what a sad story
The fatal result of our attitude
Today in my world of bohemian madness
I take my glass and raise it to your health.
When in the distance
I go through your things
I manage to realize
That they are so beautiful,
The truth is that I don't understand
How jealousy overcame
Bleeding out drop by drop
Such a great relationship
That looked wonderful.
Source: Musixmatch
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