Paroles et traduction Edgar Oceransky - Demasiado Bueno

Demasiado Bueno

Me dijo, cuanto lo siento
Corazon, pero casi reviento
Es que no puedo mas, seguir, fingiendo junto a ti
No agunto, ya no mas, estar aqui

Ven a escucharme un momento
Es que hay, un vacio aqui adentro
Porque no puedo amar, asi, como lo hice antes de ti
Es demasiado bueno para mi

Y aunque no quisiera, demonio me volvio
Aquella mujer santa
Que tiro en la barranca, mi pobre corazon
Como se tira el agua del jarron

Y aunque no quisiera, el odio me envolvio
Aquella madrugada
Que tire en la ventana, su ultima cancion
Como se tira un sueño en el cajon

Talvez, en otro momento
Nuestro amor habria sido recuento
Te lo voy a explicar, muy mal
Pero algun dia lo entenderas

Y en el oido comenzo a cantar
Si yo tuviera corazon, el mismo que perdi
Y apenas hace poco la entendi
Y apenas hace poco te entendi

Y aunque no quisiera, demonio me volvio
Aquella mujer santa
Que tiro en la barranca, mi pobre corazon
Como se tira el agua del jarron

Y aunque no quisiera, el odio me envolvio
Aquella madrugada
Que tire en la ventana, su ultima cancion
Como se tira un sueño en el cajon

Fue entonces que aprendi
Ser bueno no es pa' mi
No me va ayudar a sobrevivir

Fue entonces que aprendi
Ser bueno no es pa' mi
No me va ayudar a sobrevivir

Too Good

She said to me, I'm so sorry
Darling, but I'm about to burst
It's just that I can't go on, pretending with you
I can't take it anymore, being here

Come listen to me for a moment
It's just that there's, a void inside me
Because I can't love, like I did before you
You're too good for me

And even if I didn't want to, the devil turned me into
That holy woman
Who threw my poor heart into the ravine
Like you throw water out of a jar

And even if I didn't want to, hate enveloped me
That morning
When she threw her last song at the window
Like you throw a dream into a drawer

Maybe, at another time
Our love would have been a tale
I'll explain it to you very badly
But someday you'll understand

And in my ear she began to sing
If I had a heart, the same one I lost
And just a little while ago I understood her
And just a little while ago I understood you

And even if I didn't want to, the devil turned me into
That holy woman
Who threw my poor heart into the ravine
Like you throw water out of a jar

And even if I didn't want to, hate enveloped me
That morning
When she threw her last song at the window
Like you throw a dream into a drawer

It was then that I learned
Being good is not for me
It's not going to help me survive

It was then that I learned
Being good is not for me
It's not going to help me survive