Paroles et traduction Moderatto - Te Hubieras Ido Antes

Te Hubieras Ido Antes

No existe amor perfecto
Empiezo a pensar que esto del amor es una fantasía
Aún no me la creo
Que tú ya no te acuerdes de todas las veces, que te hice mía
Y todavía me exiges
Que olvide tu sonrisa, y borre de mi mente todas tus caricias
Me subes hasta el cielo
Y luego caigo al suelo porque tú te vas cuando más te quería
Te hubieras ido antes
Porqué no te marchaste cuando aún no eras tan indispensable
Me pides que te olvide cuando hiciste todo para enamorarme
¿A qué estabas jugando?
Dime, porqué diablos me obligaste a amarte, y luego te alejaste
Te hubieras ido antes
No creo que merezca que mi corazón tires a la basura
Me suena tan ilógico que ahora digas que no fue tu culpa
Si no te interesaba pa' qué me besabas con tanta dulzura y con tanta ternura
Te hubieras ido antes
Y así ya no tendría, éstas ganas de rogarte
Y todavía me exiges
Que olvide tu sonrisa, y borre de mi mente todas tus caricias
Me subes hasta el cielo
Y luego caigo al suelo porque tú te vas cuando más te quería
Te hubieras ido antes
Porqué no te marchaste cuando aún no eras tan indispensable
Me pides que te olvide cuando hiciste todo para enamorarme
¿A qué estabas jugando?
Dime, porqué diablos me obligaste a amarte, y luego te alejaste
Te hubieras ido antes
No creo que merezca que mi corazón tires a la basura
Me suena tan ilógico que ahora digas que no fue tu culpa
Si no te interesaba pa' qué me besabas con tanta dulzura y con tanta ternura
Te hubieras ido antes
Y así ya no tendría, éstas ganas de rogarte
Te hubieras ido antes
Porqué no te marchaste cuando aún no eras tan indispensable
Me pides que te olvide cuando hiciste todo para enamorarme
¿A qué estabas jugando?
Dime, porqué diablos me obligaste a amarte, y luego te alejaste
Te hubieras ido antes
No creo que merezca que mi corazón tires a la basura
Me suena tan ilógico que ahora digas que no fue tu culpa
Si no te interesaba pa' qué me besabas con tanta dulzura y con tanta ternura
Te hubieras ido antes
Y así ya no tendría, éstas ganas de rogarte

You Should Have Left Sooner

There's no such thing as perfect love
I'm starting to think this love thing is a fantasy
I still can't believe it
That you no longer remember all the times I made you mine
And you still demand
That I forget your smile, and erase from my mind all your caresses
You lift me up to heaven
And then I fall to the ground because you leave when I loved you most
You should have left sooner
Why didn't you leave when you weren't so indispensable?
You ask me to forget you when you did everything to make me fall in love
What were you playing at?
Tell me, why the hell did you force me to love you, and then walk away?
You should have left sooner
I don't think I deserve you throwing my heart in the trash
It sounds so illogical that now you say it wasn't your fault
If you weren't interested, why did you kiss me with such sweetness and tenderness?
You should have left sooner
And then I wouldn't have this desire to beg you
And you still demand
That I forget your smile, and erase from my mind all your caresses
You lift me up to heaven
And then I fall to the ground because you leave when I loved you most
You should have left sooner
Why didn't you leave when you weren't so indispensable?
You ask me to forget you when you did everything to make me fall in love
What were you playing at?
Tell me, why the hell did you force me to love you, and then walk away?
You should have left sooner
I don't think I deserve you throwing my heart in the trash
It sounds so illogical that now you say it wasn't your fault
If you weren't interested, why did you kiss me with such sweetness and tenderness?
You should have left sooner
And then I wouldn't have this desire to beg you
You should have left sooner
Why didn't you leave when you weren't so indispensable?
You ask me to forget you when you did everything to make me fall in love
What were you playing at?
Tell me, why the hell did you force me to love you, and then walk away?
You should have left sooner
I don't think I deserve you throwing my heart in the trash
It sounds so illogical that now you say it wasn't your fault
If you weren't interested, why did you kiss me with such sweetness and tenderness?
You should have left sooner
And then I wouldn't have this desire to beg you