Текст и перевод песни Carin Leon - Bonita

Bonita

Y por ahi un super tema del señor Lalo mora
Por ahi pa' todas las viejas bonitas amonos
Cada vez que veo caer el sol, tu recuerdo se aviva mas en mi
Me pregunta por ti mi corazón y mas triste me siento yo sin ti
Porque te quiero sin ti no puedo vivir
Bonita, extraño tus besos, tu faz, tu sonrisa
No tengo tu amor y eso me martiriza, la herida en mi pecho
No me cicatriza pues nomas te pienso y
Se invade mi mente de bellos recuerdos
Y mi corazón llora, al ver que te alejas
Si no estas conmigo, tristes son las horas que paso, con nada mitigo
Llora corazón, llora por su amor, que no te de pena
Aunque dicen que los hombres no deben
Llorar, en lo particular lo haremos por ellas
Ayayay bonita
Y es su compa carin león
Chiquititita ua

Bonita, extraño tus besos, tu faz tu sonrisa
No tengo tu amor y eso me martiriza
La herida en mi pecho, no me cicatriza
Pues nomas te pienso y se invade mi mente de bellos recuerdos
Y mi corazón llora
Al ver que te alejas, si no estas conmigo, tristes son las
Horas que paso, con nada mitigo
Llora corazón, llora por su amor
Que no te de pena y aunque dicen que los hombres no
Deben llorar, en lo particular lo haremos por ellas
Bonita, bonita, bonita

Beautiful

And here's a great song by Mr. Lalo Mora
For all the beautiful women out there
Every time I see the sun go down, my memories of you become more vivid
My heart asks about you, and I feel even sadder without you
Because I love you, I can't live without you
Beautiful, I miss your kisses, your face, your smile
I don't have your love and it torments me, the wound in my chest
Doesn't heal because I only think about you
And my mind is flooded with beautiful memories
And my heart cries, seeing you go away
If you're not with me, the hours I spend are sad, with nothing to soothe me
Cry, my heart, cry for her love, don't be ashamed
Although they say that men shouldn't
Cry, we will do it for them
Oh beautiful
And it's your friend, Carin Leon
Tiny girl, oh

Beautiful, I miss your kisses, your face, your smile
I don't have your love and it torments me
The wound in my chest doesn't heal
Because I only think about you and my mind is flooded with beautiful memories
And my heart cries
Seeing you go away, if you're not with me, the hours I spend are sad
With nothing to soothe me
Cry, my heart, cry for her love
Don't be ashamed and although they say that men shouldn't
Cry, we will do it for them
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful