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Mi historia entre tus dedos

Yo pienso que
No son tan inutiles las noches que te di.
Te marchas, y que?
Yo no intento discutirtelo, lo sabes y lo se.
Al menos quedate solo esta noche,
Prometo no tocarte, estas segura.
Tal vez es que me voy sintiendo solo,
Porque conozco esa sonrisa, tan definitiva,
Tu sonrisa que a mi mismo me abrio tu paraiso.
Hay una cosa que yo no te he dicho aun,
Que mis problemas sabes que se llaman "tu".
Solo por eso tu me ves hacerme el duro,
Para sentirme un poquito mas seguro.
Y si no quieres ni decir en que he fallado,
Recuerda que tambien a ti te he perdonado,
Y en cambio tu dices: "lo siento... no te quiero",
Y te me vas con esta historia entre tus dedos.
Se dice que
Con cada hombre hay una como tu.
Pero mi sitio, luego,
Lo ocuparas con alguno
Igual que yo, mejor lo dudo.
Por que esta vez agachas la mirada?
Me pides que sigamos siendo amigos.
Amigos para que? Maldita sea!
A un amigo lo perdono, pero a ti te amo,
Pueden parecer banales mis instintos naturales.
Hay una cosa que yo no te he dicho aun,
Que mis problemas sabes que se llaman "tu".
Solo por eso tu me ves hacerme el duro,
Para sentirme un poquito mas seguro.
Y si no quieres ni decir en que he fallado,
Recuerda que tambien a ti te he perdonado,
Y en cambio tu dices: "lo siento... no te quiero",
Y te me vas con esta historia entre tus dedos.

My Story Between Your Fingers

I think that
The nights I gave you weren't so useless.
You're leaving, so what?
I'm not trying to argue it, you know it and I know it.
At least stay just tonight,
I promise not to touch you, you're safe.
Maybe it's that I'm starting to feel lonely,
Because I know that smile, so definitive,
Your smile that opened your paradise to me.
There's something I haven't told you yet,
You know that my problems are called "you".
That's the only reason you see me acting tough,
To feel a little more secure.
And if you don't even want to say what I failed at,
Remember that I have also forgiven you,
And instead you say: "I'm sorry... I don't love you",
And you leave me with this story between your fingers.
They say that
For every man there is a woman like you.
But my place, then,
You'll fill it with someone
Just like me, I doubt better.
Why are you looking down this time?
You ask me to stay friends.
Friends for what? Damn it!
I forgive a friend, but I love you,
My natural instincts may seem trivial.
There's something I haven't told you yet,
You know that my problems are called "you".
That's the only reason you see me acting tough,
To feel a little more secure.
And if you don't even want to say what I failed at,
Remember that I have also forgiven you,
And instead you say: "I'm sorry... I don't love you",
And you leave me with this story between your fingers.