Alberto Vázquez - Ya Me Acostumbre - translation of the lyrics into English

Lyrics and translation Alberto Vázquez - Ya Me Acostumbre




Ya Me Acostumbre
I've Gotten Used to It
Ya he gastado el tiempo
I've already spent the time
Que tenía guardalo
That I had saved
En un rincón del alma
In a corner of my soul
Y no has regresado
And you haven't come back
Ya no me quedan penas
I have no more sorrows
Ya no me queda llanto
I have no more tears
Me acostumbré a estar sólo
I got used to being alone
Por esperarte tanto
From waiting for you so long
Y pintaré mi cuarto
And I will paint my room
De color esperanza
The color of hope
Y escribiré un poema
And I will write a poem
Cuando sienta añoranzas
When I feel longing
Ya me acostumbré
I've gotten used to it
A vivir sin ti
To living without you
A salir sin ti
To going out without you
A disfrutar de otras compañías
To enjoying other company
Ya me acostumbré
I've gotten used to it
A cubrir mi piel
To covering my skin
Solo con mi abrigo
Only with my coat
Y cuidar los pasos de mi propia vida
And taking care of the steps of my own life
Ya me acostumbré
I've gotten used to it
A sentirte lejos
To feeling you far away
Y me haces falta cada día menos
And I need you less and less every day
Ya me acostumbré...
I've gotten used to it...
Me acostumbré al silencio
I've gotten used to the silence
Me acostumbré al olvido
I've gotten used to being forgotten
A contemplar las olas
To contemplating the waves
La luna entre los pinos
The moon among the pines
Me acostumbré a nombrarte
I've gotten used to naming you
Sin lastimarme tanto
Without hurting myself so much
Y le invente sonrisas
And I've invented smiles
A mi mundo de llanto
To my world of tears
Ya me acostumbré
I've gotten used to it
A vivir sin ti
To living without you
A salir sin ti
To going out without you
A disfrutar de otras compañías
To enjoying other company
Ya me acostumbré
I've gotten used to it
A cubrir mi piel
To covering my skin
Solo con mi abrigo
Only with my coat
Y cuidar los pasos de mi propia vida
And taking care of the steps of my own life
Ya me acostumbré
I've gotten used to it
A sentirte lejos
To feeling you far away
Y me haces falta cada día menos
And I need you less and less every day
Ya me acostumbré...
I've gotten used to it...
Ya me acostumbré
I've gotten used to it
A sentirte lejos
To feeling you far away
Y me haces falta cada día menos
And I need you less and less every day
Ya me acostumbré...
I've gotten used to it...
Ya me acostumbré
I've gotten used to it
A sentirte lejos
To feeling you far away
Y me haces falta cada día menos
And I need you less and less every day
Ya me acostumbré...
I've gotten used to it...
Ya me acostumbré...
I've gotten used to it...





Writer(s): anibal pastor


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