Paroles et traduction Gianmarco - Mis Cicatrices

Mis Cicatrices

Fuiste una vez lo que mas quise nunca sabrás al final cuanto me diste.
Fuiste también frío en mis manos. Juro que nunca pensé, vernos lejanos.
¿Que te paso?
¿Que cosas dices?
¿No te basto con irte?
Si tu podrás hablar se mi, inventarte cosas tristes, que jamas estuve ahí para ti en los días grises, llevate este amor de aquí, pero no mis cicatrices.
Fuiste también fuego de invierno, una canción que quedo en mi recuerdo.
¿Que te paso?
¿Que cosas dices?
¿No te basto con irte?
Si tu podrás hablar se mi, inventarte cosas tristes, que jamas estuve ahí para ti en los días grises, llevate este amor de aquí, pero no mis cicatrices.
Siii tu podrás hablar se mi, inventarte cosas tristes, que jamas estuve ahí para ti en los días grises, llevate este amor de aquiiiiiii...
Uuuhhhh.
Siii tu podrás hablar se mi, inventarte cosas tristes, que jamas estuve ahí para ti en los días grises, llevate este amor de aquí, pero no mis cicatrices, pero no mis cicatrices.

My Scars

You were once the one I loved the most you will never know in the end how much you gave me.
You were also cold in my hands. I swear I never thought, to see us distant.
What happened to you?
What are you saying?
Wasn't it enough for you to leave?
If you can talk about me, invent sad things, that I was never there for you in the gray days, take this love from here, but not my scars.
You were also winter fire, a song that remained in my memory.
What happened to you?
What are you saying?
Wasn't it enough for you to leave?
If you can talk about me, invent sad things, that I was never there for you in the gray days, take this love from here, but not my scars.
Yes, you can talk about me, invent sad things, that I was never there for you in the gray days, take this love from here...
Uuuhhhh.
Yes, you can talk about me, invent sad things, that I was never there for you in the gray days, take this love from here, but not my scars, but not my scars.