Paroles et traduction Los Visconti - Andate

Andate

Andate no pretendas comprarme con tus besos
No ves que no me muero, llorando por tu amor
Mira si ni te siento no ves como me río
Andate que no quiero, que me pidas perdón

Que mucho mal me has hecho tal vez sin darte cuenta
O porque fui muy bueno te burlaste de mí
No llores que ya es tarde, no ves que estoy enfermo
Y prefiero morirme a tener que vivir

No mojes tus pupilas que todo será inutil
No ves que mi destino se derrumbó por ti
Si cuando te di todo lo más que pude darte
Me dejaste por otro burlándote de mí

Tendrás toda tu vida que recordar tu infamia
Tendrás toda tu vida que recordar mi amor
Y yo no podré nunca borrar lo que me has hecho
Con todo mi despecho te tengo compasión

Se apague para siempre mi corazón herido
Se tornen mis pupilas sin lagrimiar jamás
Y en mi último suspiro tan solo una sonrrisa
Que han de dejar mis labios perdonando tu mal

Que mucho mal me has hecho tal vez sin darte cuenta
O porque fui muy bueno te burlaste de mí
No llores que ya es tarde, no ves que estoy enfermo
Y prefiero morirme a tener que vivir

Go Away

Get going, don't try to buy me with your kisses
Don't you see that I'm not dying, crying over your love
Look, I don't even feel you, don't you see how I'm laughing
Get going, I don't want you to beg me for forgiveness

You've done me much wrong, perhaps without realizing
Or because I was too good, you mocked me
Don't cry, it's too late, don't you see that I'm sick
And I'd rather die than have to live

Don't wet your pupils, it will all be useless
Don't you see that my destiny has been destroyed by you
If when I gave you everything, the most I could give you
You left me for another, mocking me

For all your life you will have to remember your infamy
For all your life you will have to remember my love
And I'll never be able to erase what you've done to me
With all my spite, I have compassion for you

May my wounded heart be extinguished forever
May my pupils become tearless forever
And at my last breath, only a smile
That my lips will leave behind, forgiving your evil

You've done me much wrong, perhaps without realizing
Or because I was too good, you mocked me
Don't cry, it's too late, don't you see that I'm sick
And I'd rather die than have to live