Letra 'Amiga Mia (en inglés)' de 'Alejandro Sanz' traducida al español

My friend, I know it, you only live for him,
that heshe also knows it, but he doesn't leave
as me, to beg you to my mouth that heshe says
that admitted me among glasses
that it is with your skin with who dreams at night
and that you go mad with each button that
you unfasten thinking of their hands.
he has not seen you tremble, waiting
a word, some expression a hug.
he doesn't leave as me sighing,
with the wide open open eyes,
to listen to me to name him.
! oh, my friend! I know it and him also.
My friend, I don't know what to say,
neither what to make to be happy.
God willing it could send in the soul or in the freedom,
that it is what is necessary to him,
to be filled the pockets of won wars,
of dreams and renovated illusions.
I want to give you a poetry;
you think that I am giving the news.
My friend, God willing some day listening my song,
suddenly, understand that I never wanted it was to count your history
because it could be moving.
but, heshe forgives, my friend,
it is not intelligence my wisdom;
this it is my way to say the things.
it is not that it is my work, it is that it is my language.
My friend, princess of an infinite story.
my friend, I only seek you to count on me.
my friend, to see if one of these days,
I finally learn how to speak
without having to give so many rodeos,
that I care this whole history
because you are my friend.
My friend, I know it, you only live for him,
that heshe also knows it, but he doesn't leave
as me, to beg you to my mouth that heshe says
that admitted me among glasses
that it is with your skin with who dreams at night...
My friend, I don't know what to say,
neither what to make to be happy.
ójala could send in the soul or in the freedom,
that it is what is necessary to him,
to be filled the pockets of won wars,
of dreams and renovated illusions.
I want to give you a poetry;
you think that I am giving the news.
My friend, princess of an infinite story.
my friend, I only seek you to count on me.
my friend, to see if one of these days,
I finally learn how to speak
without having to give so many rodeos,
that I care this whole history
because you are my friend.
my friend...

Mi amigo, yo lo sé, sólo se vive para él,
Heshe que también lo sabe, pero no deja
como yo, que le ruego a mi boca que dice Heshe
que me admitió entre los vasos
que es con tu piel con quien sueña de noche
y que se vuelven locos con cada botón que
que desatar pensando en sus manos.
él no te ha visto temblar, esperando
una palabra, una expresión un abrazo.
no deja que yo suspiro,
con los ojos bien abiertos abiertos,
para escuchar a mí para ponerle el nombre.
! ¡Oh, amigo mío! Yo lo sé y él también.
Mi amigo, no sé qué decir,
ni lo que hacer para ser feliz.
Si Dios quiere que podría enviar en el alma o en la libertad,
que es lo necesario para él,
que se llena los bolsillos de guerras ganadas,
de sueños e ilusiones renovadas.
Quiero darle una poesía;
usted piensa que estoy dando las noticias.
Mi amigo, si Dios quiere algún día escuchando mi canción,
de pronto, entiendo que nunca quise fue contar tu historia
porque se podía mover.
pero, perdona, amigo mío Heshe,
no es inteligencia mi sabiduría;
esta es mi manera de s

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