Lyrics and translation Los Plebes del Rancho de Ariel Camacho feat. Jaime Gonzalez - Me Llamas - En Vivo

Me Llamas - En Vivo

Estamos bien contentos de presentarles este nuevo material
En vivo, con Los Plebes del Rancho de Ariel Camacho con Banda La Tullida
A ver qué les parece, échele, viejo, se llama me llamas y dice

Me llamas
Para decirme que te marchas
Que ya no aguantas más
Que ya estás harta
De verle cada día
De compartir tu cama
De domingos de fútbol
Metida en casa

Me dices que el amor
Igual que llega pasa
Y el tuyo se marchó
Por la ventana
Y que encontró un lugar
En otra cama

Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regalo
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor

Me llamas
Para decirme que te engaña
Que ya de vuestro amor
No queda nada
Que se buscó otro nido
Que abandonó tu cama
Que le faltan caricias
Por las mañanas

Y dices que el amor
Igual que llega pasa
Y el tuyo se marcho
Por la ventana
Y que encontró un lugar
En otra cama

Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regaló
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor

You Call Me - Live

We are very pleased to present to you this new material
Live, with Los Plebes del Rancho de Ariel Camacho with Banda La Tullida
Let's see what you think, check it out, old man, it's called you call me and it says

You call me
To tell me you're leaving
That you can't take it anymore
That you're tired
Of seeing you every day
Of sharing your bed
Of football Sundays
Cooped up at home

You tell me that love
Just like it comes, it goes
And yours left
Out the window
And that it found a place
In another bed

And you've painted your smile with crimson
And you've hung up the purse that I gave you
And that dress that you never wore
You're wearing it today
And you go out into the street
Looking for love

You call me
To tell me that he cheated on you
That of your love
Nothing is left
That he found another nest
That he left your bed
That he's missing affection
In the mornings

And you say that love
Just like it comes, it goes
And yours left
Out the window
And that it found a place
In another bed

And you've painted your smile with crimson
And you've hung up the purse that he gave you
And that dress that you never wore
You're wearing it today
And you go out into the street
Looking for love