Paroles et traduction La Arrolladora Banda el Limón de René Camacho - El Vaso Derrama

El Vaso Derrama

¿Quieres pelear esta noche?, me estás bromeando pesado
Tú sabes perfectamente, que siempre te he valorado
Abusas porque te amo, porque incapaz soy de irme
La confianza mató al gato, no me sigas provocando

Tus espinas me han causado heridas
Heridas que sangran, que me están amargando la vida
Ya me he forzado, ya he tolerado cada tontería
Y tú me destrozas diciendo que sólo te amargo la vida
Y estoy enfadado, y estoy convencido que no te hago falta
El aire se agota y solo una gota el vaso derrama
Una mentira más, el vaso derrama
Una mentira más, y todo se acaba

¿Qué pasaría si me fuera?, si me olvidará que existes
Me has dado tantos motivos, me has hecho tantos berrinches

Tus espinas me han causado heridas
Heridas que sangran, que me están amargando la vida
Ya me he forzado, ya he tolerado cada tontería
Y tú me destrozas diciendo que sólo te amargo la vida
Y estoy enfadado, y estoy convencido que no te hago falta
El aire se agota y solo una gota el vaso derrama
Una mentira más, el vaso derrama
Una mentira más, y todo se acaba

The Glass Spills

Do you want to fight tonight? You must be kidding me
You know perfectly well that I have always valued you
You take advantage of the fact that I love you, because I am incapable of leaving
Trust killed the cat, don't keep provoking me

Your thorns have caused me wounds
Wounds that bleed, which are making my life bitter
I have already forced myself, I have already tolerated every bit of nonsense
And you destroy me by saying that I only make your life bitter
And I am angry, and I am convinced that you don't need me
The air is running out and just one drop makes the glass spill over
One more lie, the glass spills over
One more lie, and it's all over

What would happen if I left? If I forgot you existed
You have given me so many reasons, you have thrown me so many tantrums

Your thorns have caused me wounds
Wounds that bleed, which are making my life bitter
I have already forced myself, I have already tolerated every bit of nonsense
And you destroy me by saying that I only make your life bitter
And I am angry, and I am convinced that you don't need me
The air is running out and just one drop makes the glass spill over
One more lie, the glass spills over
One more lie, and it's all over