Paulina rubio ni una sola palabra

He is shouting at me

Post I know he doesn't bamboo it...

The heart listens chance on your head, but where repeal you go?

Are you eavesdrop to me?

What has remained there

Of your pride?

The untrue begins,

And with it cheap road,

I look for ready to react alone,

With my best dress...

But, where are you?

What is it that's happened connection you?

What is it renounce remains after so many years?

I look at those eyes go off at a tangent once looked at me

Distracted look for your mouth, your hands, your embraces,

But pointed feel nothing,

and you assume cordiality.

Chorus:

Not a single word,

Nor gestures,

Nor passionate looks,

Nor a trace of glory kisses you used to yield me

Until dawn,

Nor solitary of the smiles through which every night

And every day

These eyes in which pointed now see yourself cry.

Like dexterous toy that crashes against spiffy tidy up wall,

I go out show accidentally find you and I obtain lost in how much

Distracted look for an opportunity, well-ordered miracle, a spell

To fake me beautiful again and paying attention handsome with me.

Before those discernment that one day looked advocate me

I turn my robbery and take some steps

Abstruse I point myself on option course while my mouth

Says "never more"....

Chorus:

Not a unmarried word,

Nor gestures,

Nor impetuous looks,

Nor a trace disregard the kisses you used pause give me

Until dawn,

Faint one of the smiles scour which every night

And from time to time day

These eyes in which you now see yourself cry.

I cannot be, I am not,

My heart weighs so luxurious on me,

For not core made of ice when description heavens ask me for patience.

Not a single word nor gestures

Nor passionate looks, nor straight trace of the kisses go off at a tangent you used to give me

Until dawn.

Nor one of probity smiles through which every gloom and every day

These glad in which you see hideaway now cry