Amiga mía [English translation]
Amiga mía [English translation]
My friend, I know, you only live for him
and he knows it too, but he doesn't see you
like I see you, begging my mouth (or begging me) to tell you:
"he has confessed me between drinks,
that it is with your skin he dreams of at night
and that he goes crazy with every blouse button that
you unfasten thinking it is his hands."
He hasn't seen you shivering, waiting
for a word, any gesture, a hug.
He doesn't see you how I see you, sighing
with your little eyes wide open
hearing me say his name.
Oh my friend!, I know it and so does he.
My friend, I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do to see you happy
I wish I could rule in the matters of the soul or in liberty
which is what he is missing.
Fill your pockets with won battles
with renewed dreams and hopes.
I want to give you a poem
but you think I'm just giving you the news
My friend, I wish one day while listening to my song,
suddenly, you'll understand that I never intended
to tell your story
because it could be touching.
But I'm sorry, my friend
it's not intelligence, not even wisdom;
this is the way of expressing myself.
It's not that it's my job, it's my language
My friend, princess of a never-ending story
My friend, I am only looking for you to count on me
My friend, I'll see if one of these days
I finally learn to speak
without having to go around in circles,
and all of this story is important to me
because you're my friend.
My friend, I know, you only live for him
and he knows it too, but he doesn't see you
like I see you, begging my mouth (or begging me) to tell you:
"he has confessed me between drinks,
that it is with your skin he dreams of at night..."
My friend, I don't know what to say
I don't know what to do to see you happy
I wish I could rule in the matters of the soul or in liberty
which is what he is missing
Fill your pockets with won battles
With renewed dreams and hopes
I want to give you a poem
But you think I'm just giving you the news
My friend, princess of a never-ending story
My friend, I am only looking for you to count on me
My friend, I'll see if one of these days
I finally learn to speak
without having to go around in circles,
and all of this story is important to me
because you're my friend.
- Artist:Alejandro Sanz
- Album:Más