La Adictiva Banda San José de Mesillas Hombre Libre Lyrics English Translation

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Think of the most beautiful moments

that you and I live

For you to forget, my love

That idea, to leave us

A goodbye is not the most convenient

it's time to talk

point by point clarify

everything that kills us

The example of those crazy nights

When I come home late and lose my composure

Raising my voice to you, I tell you 'don't tell me anything'

You yell at me, 'what's wrong with you?'

Or those gatherings between friends

That end up turning me into the worst of cretins

That he left his eyes on the girl next door

And I don't listen to you

We always quarrel with some other reason

But in the end we are still delivered to love

We are nothing alike, we think very differently

I am always the guilty and you are the innocent

I don't have permission to be wrong about anything

I am always the villain and according to you you are the slave

And still, I love you

And still, I take care of you

I hope in God and you are always here with me

Because you are the best thing that has happened to me

The example of those crazy nights

When I come home late and lose my composure

Raising my voice to you, I tell you 'don't tell me anything'

And you yell at me, 'what's wrong with you?'

Or those gatherings between friends

That end up turning me into the worst of cretins

That he left his eyes on the girl next door

And I don't listen to you

We always quarrel with some other reason

But in the end we are still delivered to love

We are nothing alike, we think very differently

I am always the guilty and you are the innocent

I don't have permission to be wrong about anything

I am always the villain and according to you you are the slave

And still, I love you

And still, I take care of you

I hope in God and you are always here with me

Because you are the best thing that has happened to me

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