Lyrics and translation Napoleon - Ella Se Llamaba

Ella Se Llamaba

Ella temblaba en mis manos
Era su primera vez
Ella se llamaba Martha y desde ese dia
Se hizo mi mujer

Ella me abrazo en silencio
Y dejo su voluntad
Fue paloma mensajera que medio
Trocitos de felicidad

Ella me clavo una espina
En medio del alma y me dijo adios
Ella se fue una mañana y
Dejo mi casa llena de dolor

Ella me dejo llorando si olvidar puediera
Si pudiera Dios,
Ella me dejo llorando si olvidar puediera
Si pudiera Dios,

Fue una nube que en cielo
El viento les dibujo
Y solo por mi mentira y apesar
De todo la recuerdo yo

Hoy apenas se agiganta
El tiempo a pasado y no
No pregunta por mi nombre,
No escribe una carta todo lo olvido

Ella me clavo una espina
En medio del alma y me dijo adios
Ella se fue una mañana y
Dejo mi casa llena de dolor

Ella me dejo llorando si olvidar puediera
Si pudiera Dios,
Ella me dejo llorando si olvidar puediera
Si pudiera Dios,

Ella se llamaba Martha
Ella se llamaba a si
Ela se llmabe Martha
Se llamaba Martha se llamaba asi

Ella se llamaba Martha
Ella se llamaba a si
Ela se llmabe Martha
Se llamaba Martha se llamaba asi

Ella se llamaba Martha
Ella se llamaba a si
Ela se llmabe Martha
Se llamaba Martha se llamaba asi

Ella se llamaba Martha
Ella se llamaba a si
Ela se llmabe Martha
Se llamaba Martha se llamaba asi

Her Name Was

She trembled in my hands
It was her first time
Her name was Martha and from that day
She became my woman

She embraced me in silence
And let go of her will
She was a carrier pigeon that gave me
Bits of happiness

She stuck a thorn in me
In the middle of my soul and said goodbye
She left one morning and
Filled my house with sorrow

She left me weeping if I could forget
If only I could God,
She left me weeping if I could forget
If only I could God,

She was a cloud in the sky that
The wind sketched
And only because of my lie and despite
Everything I remember her

Today I am barely able to cope
Time has passed and she
Doesn't ask for my name
Doesn't write a letter she has forgotten everything

She stuck a thorn in me
In the middle of my soul and said goodbye
She left one morning and
Filled my house with sorrow

She left me weeping if I could forget
If only I could God,
She left me weeping if I could forget
If only I could God,

Her name was Martha
That was her name
Her name was Martha
Her name was Martha that was her name

Her name was Martha
That was her name
Her name was Martha
Her name was Martha that was her name

Her name was Martha
That was her name
Her name was Martha
Her name was Martha that was her name

Her name was Martha
That was her name
Her name was Martha
Her name was Martha that was her name