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Esa Triste Guitarra

Si ves una flor marchitada en el suelo
Es mi corazón que se muere de celos
Aquel gorrión que suspira en el árbol
Es mi alma que llora si no le haces caso
Si ves por el cielo una blanca paloma
Es mi vida y mi voz
Que te van a decir
Lo que yo te quiero

Esa triste guitarra que suena y suena sola en la noche
Es mi voz que te dice: "no me abandones, no me abandones"
Esa trise guitarra que llora y llora mientra tú duermes
Es mi alma que quiere volver a verte, volver a verte

Si un día la lluvia acaricia tu cuerpo
No es agua mi amor, son tan solo mis besos
Si el sol en la calle calienta tu cara
Son rayos de amor que me salen del alma
Si el aire una tarde alborota tu pelo
No es el viento, soy yo, que quisiera vivir
En tu pensamiento

Esa triste guitarra que suena y suena sola en la noche
Es mi voz que te dice: "no me abandones, no me abandones"
Esa trise guitarra que llora y llora mientra tú duermes
Es mi alma que quiere volver a verte, volver a verte

Esa triste guitarra que suena y suena sola en la noche
Es mi voz que te dice: "no me abandones, no me abandones"
Esa trise guitarra que llora y llora mientra tú duermes
Es mi alma que quiere volver a verte, volver a verte

That Sad Guitar

If you see a withered flower on the ground,
It's my heart dying of jealousy.
That sparrow sighing in the tree,
It's my soul crying if you ignore it.
If you see a white dove in the sky,
It's my life and my voice
That are going to tell you
How much I love you.

That sad guitar that plays and plays alone in the night,
It's my voice that tells you: "don't leave me, don't leave me"
That sad guitar that cries and cries while you sleep,
It's my soul that wants to see you again, to see you again.

If one day the rain caresses your body,
It's not water, my love, it's just my kisses.
If the sun on the street warms your face,
They are rays of love that come out of my soul.
If the air one afternoon ruffles your hair,
It's not the wind, it's me, who wants to live
In your thoughts.

That sad guitar that plays and plays alone in the night,
It's my voice that tells you: "don't leave me, don't leave me"
That sad guitar that cries and cries while you sleep,
It's my soul that wants to see you again, to see you again.

That sad guitar that plays and plays alone in the night,
It's my voice that tells you: "don't leave me, don't leave me"
That sad guitar that cries and cries while you sleep,
It's my soul that wants to see you again, to see you again.