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Sweet Madness (Dulce locura) - La Oreja de Van Gogh (Spain)



I sell the inventory of memories of the
prettiest history I heard in my life.
I sell the script of the saddest movie
and the most beautiful I could saw in my life.
I sell the accords, the brilliant melody
and the lyrics that I will compose in my life.
I sell even the poster announcing the opening
of the moment that I will live in my life.

I understand that you left and now I pay
my condemn, but don't ask me to keep wishing to live.

Without your moon, without your sun, without your
sweet madness, I become tiny and small.
The night dreams about you and makes fun of me,
I try to hug you and you vanish.

I sell a used camera that captured
the sights I will record in this life.
I sell two expired tickets in the second row
that I will break in my life.
I sell two seats reserved for centuries
and now I realize the I got seated in this life.
I sell even the poster announcing the opening
of the moment that I will live in my life.

I understand that you left and now I pay
my condemn, but don't ask me to keep wishing to live.

Without your moon, without your sun, without your
sweet madness, I become tiny and small.
The night dreams about you and makes fun of me,
I try to hug you...

Without your moon, without your sun, without your
sweet madness, crying like in a rainy day
my soul goes away and looks for you in a trip without return.

I will climb into the roof every night looking for your smoke.
The memory of a hug that makes me tremble, yet.

Without your moon, without your sun, without your
sweet madness, I become tiny and small.
The night dreams about you and makes fun of me,
I try to hug you...

Without your moon, without your sun, without your
sweet madness, crying like in a rainy day
my soul goes away and looks for you in a trip without return...

Roses (Rosas) - La Oreja de Van Gogh (Spain)



In a day of those, when I used to think
"today is gonna be the less expected day",
we crossed, you decided to look at
the little blue eyes that are now by your side.

Since the moment I met you
summarizing in a hurry, time of silence,
I swear that I didn't tell anybody again
that we have the world record in love.

That's why I used to have my little face all wet
waiting for you to bring me roses, a thousand roses for me,
because you already know that I love those things
that I don't care if it's foolish, I'm like that.
Even if it looks like a lie to me that my life is escaping
while I imagine that you are back here,
where every Friday afternoon, as usual,
the hope tells me "still, maybe today...".

Escaping one night of a yawn of sun,
you asked me to kiss you.
They are so cheap my love,
how much will cost you to silent me with one of those.

After six month you said goodbye,
was a pleasure to match with you in this life.
There I stay, with my heart in one hand,
in the other one, excuses not even you understand.

That's why I used to have my little face all wet
waiting for you to bring me roses, a thousand roses for me,
because you already know that I love those things
that I don't care if it's foolish, I'm like that.
Even if it looks like a lie to me that my life is escaping
while I imagine that you are back here,
where every Friday afternoon, as usual,
the hope tells me "still, maybe today...".

I started thinking that
the true love is just the first one.
Because I just started to suspect
that the rest are only to be forgotten...

That's why I used to have my little face all wet
waiting for you to bring me roses, a thousand roses for me,
because you already know that I love those things
that I don't care if it's foolish, I'm like that.
Even if it looks like a lie to me that my life is escaping
while I imagine that you are back here,
where every Friday afternoon, as usual,
the hope tells me "still, maybe today...".

If You leave (Si Tú te vas) - Paulina Rubio (México)


This is not the original video, but the only version available

If you leave,
the Moon will tell you,
that I wanna see you.
The Sun will follow you,
wherever you are.
The wind will blow
my name over your skin.
And everybody will tell you
that you must return.

If you leave I'll drink
my solitude loving you.
You'll leave me lost
in this life remembering you.
Don't say goodbye, nobody
gave me so much love, like you.
This is about two... and nobody
gave you as much love as I do.

If you leave...
what I'm gonna do,
but to suffer, little by little.
One more kiss, a smile
that was left behind.

The night will arrive long
and cold as the melancholy.
The days will leave blank
my diary/day, my calendar.
Don't say goodbye
life stand still without you.
This is about two.. and you
won't be able to forget me.

If you leave...
what I'm gonna do,
but to suffer, little by little.
One more kiss, a smile
that was left behind.

If you leave...
are you loving me or abandoning me
The wound opens a little more.

If you leave...
I'll feel so much sadness
if you leave...

If you leave,
the Moon will tell you,
that I wanna see you.
The Sun will follow you,
wherever you are.
The wind will blow
my name over your skin.
And everybody will tell you
that you must return.

If you leave...
what I'm gonna do,
but to suffer, little by little.
One more kiss, a smile
that was left behind.

If you leave...
are you loving me or abandoning me
The wound opens a little more.

If you leave...
I'll feel so much sadness
if you leave...

If you leave...
what I'm gonna do,
but to suffer, little by little.
One more kiss, a smile
that was left behind.

If you leave...
are you loving me or abandoning me
The wound opens a little more.

If you leave...
I'll feel so much sadness
if you leave...