Текст и перевод песни Mariajosé - No Me Pregunten Por El

No Me Pregunten Por El

Toda la gente
Que alguna vez nos vio de la mano
Y que nos vio tan enamorados,
Preguntan que ha sido de el.
Y tal parece
Que escogen el momento preciso,
Y justo cuando casi lo olvido
Provocan que me acuerde de el.
Y aparece
Alguna lagrima secreta
Con tanta pregunta indiscreta,
Por favor, por favor, por favor...
No me pregunten por el,
Yo que les puedo decir,
Tengo el alma partida y la mirada perdida
Desde que el no esta aqui;
No me pregunten por el,
El ya no quiso seguir
Y yo estoy hecha pedazos
Persiguiendo sus pasos desde que el no esta aqui.
Y aparecen
Dos lagrimas en mis mejillas
Y alguna que otra pesadilla
Por favor, por favor, por favor...
No me pregunten por el,
Yo que les puedo decir,
Tengo el alma partida y la mirada perdida
Desde que el no esta aqui;
No me pregunten por el,
El ya no quiso seguir
Y yo estoy hecha pedazos
Persiguiendo sus pasos desde que el no esta aqui.
Tal parece
Que lo hacen a proposito a veces
No saben, no conocen, no entienden
Que hay cosas que no hay que preguntar.
No me pregunten por el,
Yo que les puedo decir,
Tengo el alma partida y la mirada perdida
Desde que el no esta aqui;
No me pregunten por el,
El ya no quiso seguir
Y yo estoy hecha pedazos
Persiguiendo sus pasos desde que el no esta aqui.
No me pregunten por el,
Yo que les puedo decir,
Tengo el alma partida y la mirada perdida
Desde que el no esta aqui;
No me pregunten por el,
El ya no quiso seguir
Y yo estoy hecha pedazos
Persiguiendo sus pasos desde que el no esta aqui.
No me pregunten por el,
Yo que les puedo decir,
Tengo el alma partida y la mirada perdida
Desde que el no esta aqui;
No me pregunten por el,
El ya no quiso seguir
Y yo estoy hecha pedazos
Persiguiendo sus pasos desde que el no esta aqui.

Don't ask me about him

All the people
Who once saw us holding hands
And who saw us so in love,
Ask what has become of him.
And it seems
They choose the precise moment,
And just when I almost forget,
They make me remember him.
And there appears
Some secret tear
With so many indiscreet questions,
Please, please, please...
Don't ask me about him,
What can I tell you?
My soul is broken and my gaze is lost
Since he is not here;
Don't ask me about him,
He didn't want to continue
And I'm in pieces
Chasing his steps since he's not here.
And there appear
Two tears on my cheeks
And the occasional nightmare
Please, please, please...
Don't ask me about him,
What can I tell you,
My soul is broken and my gaze is lost
Since he is not here;
Don't ask me about him,
He didn't want to continue,
And I'm in pieces
Chasing his steps since he's not here.
It seems
They do it on purpose sometimes
They don't know, they don't understand
That there are things you shouldn't ask.
Don't ask me about him,
What can I tell you?
My soul is broken and my gaze is lost
Since he is not here;
Don't ask me about him,
He didn't want to continue
And I'm in pieces
Chasing his steps since he's not here.
Don't ask me about him,
What can I tell you,
My soul is broken and my gaze is lost
Since he is not here;
Don't ask me about him,
He didn't want to continue
And I'm in pieces
Chasing his footsteps since he's not here.
Don't ask me about him,
What can I tell you,
My soul is broken and my gaze is lost
Since he is not here;
Don't ask me about him,
He didn't want to continue,
And I'm in pieces
Chasing his footsteps since he's not here.