Текст и перевод песни Calibre 50 - Ya Cállate por Dios

Ya Cállate por Dios

Que bien iban las cosas con nosotros
no entiendo todavía que hice mal
contigo el sarcasmo era infinito
pelear conmigo ha sido tu especialidad
Te quise ciegamente, no lo niego
amarte fue el principio de mi error
me diste por la espalda puñaladas
maldita sea mi suerte, no pudo ser peor
"Ya cállate por Dios", que no me llames
no me sigas desarmando el corazón
prefiero un día encontrarte por la calle
y hacer de cuenta que nada paso
"Ya cállate por Dios", no quiero oírte
dejemos a este amor morir en paz
así solo consigues confundirme
llorándome al oído
diciéndome no te podré olvidar
(Y es CALIBRE 50 chikitita)
"Ya cállate por Dios", que no me llames
no me sigas desarmando el corazón
prefiero un día encontrarte por la calle
y hacer de cuenta que nada paso
"Ya cállate por Dios", no quiero oírte
dejemos a este amor morir en paz
así solo consigues confundirme
llorándome al oído
diciéndome no te podré olvidar

Shut Up, for God's Sake

Things were going so well between us,
I still don't understand what I did wrong.
With you, sarcasm was infinite,
Fighting with me has been your specialty.
I loved you blindly, I don't deny it,
Loving you was the beginning of my mistake.
You stabbed me in the back,
Damn my luck, it couldn't be worse.
"Shut up, for God's sake," don't call me,
Stop tearing my heart apart.
I'd rather run into you on the street one day
And pretend nothing ever happened.
"Shut up, for God's sake," I don't want to hear you,
Let this love die in peace.
You're only confusing me,
Crying in my ear,
Telling me you won't be able to forget me.
(And it's CALIBRE 50, baby)
"Shut up, for God's sake," don't call me,
Stop tearing my heart apart.
I'd rather run into you on the street one day
And pretend nothing ever happened.
"Shut up, for God's sake," I don't want to hear you,
Let this love die in peace.
You're only confusing me,
Crying in my ear,
Telling me you won't be able to forget me.