Gilberto Santa Rosa me volvieron a hablar de ella

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They told me about her again and my mind
Without realizing it, it returned to the place
Where we promised each other so much
Where we loved until we were tired
Without suspecting that it was going to end
br/>They told me about her again
They told me that she is still beautiful as a flower
That at night when she goes to bed
She sees my photograph and thinks
What I have been I, her great love
I, who cares nothing about me
To hurt that flower, so radiant
I, I who in honor of the truth
I have not stopped loving her one bit instant
I suffer, I suffer, how much I suffer, I suffer
I cry, and I miss it
His kisses, his body, his gestures
I suffer, I suffer
They talked to me about her again and that night
When I closed the door I burst into tears
I felt like she was again
Her memory remained in my veins
And when I woke up , I loved her more
I, who cared nothing about hurting
That flower, so radiant
I, I who in honor of the truth
I have not stopped loving her for even a moment
I suffer, I suffer, how much I suffer, I suffer
I cry and I miss it
His kisses, his body, his gestures
I suffer, I suffer, how much I suffer
They spoke to me about her again
My heart felt her as close as yesterday
They spoke to me again about her
My heart felt her as close as yesterday< br/>Just by mentioning her my mind brought her love back to me
They told me about her again
My heart felt her as close as yesterday
I felt  the sweet taste of her kisses
I felt the sweetness of her presence
They told me about her again
My heart felt her as close as yesterday
And I console myself in my sleeplessness thinking
That she also thinks in me
They told me about her again
My heart felt her as close as yesterday
Her love follows me like a shadow
I don't know why they name her if I never forget her

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