Текст и перевод песни Mijares - Mentiras que matan

Mentiras que matan

En ocasiones no hay segunda parte, ni tiempo extra, ni próxima vez.
No funciono mi intento de olvidarte, y aunque me duelas ya no habrá un después, tal vez no supe como conservarte, tal vez amándote te lastime, por más que intente no podría odiarte y aunque no quiera ya te perdone.
Soñar que eras solo mía, es reincidir sobre la herida, se ha hecho tarde y no hay excusas.
Quién te acaricia diciéndote amor?
Te das entre sombras mientas aún mi retrato te grita cobarde.
Quién te deslumbra y me vuelve pasado?
Huiste del cielo si eras la dueña en mi mundo por qué destruyes todo?
Con mentiras que duelen, mentiras que matan, uuuuh mentiras que duelen, mentiras que matan.
Será que nunca supe bien quién eras y di por hecho que estarías aquí hago preguntas sin hallar respuestas, fingo demencia para no sentir.

Soñar que eras solo mía, es reincidir sobre la herida, se ha hecho tarde y no hay excusas.
Quién te acaricia diciéndote amor?
Te das entre sombras mientas aún mi retrato te grita cobarde.
Quién te deslumbra y me vuelve pasado?
Huiste del cielo si eras la dueña en mi mundo por qué destruyes todo?
Con mentiras que duelen, mentiras que matan, uuuuh mentiras que duelen, mentiras que matan.

Quién te deslumbra y me vuelve pasado?
Huiste del cielo si eras la dueña en mi mundo por qué destruyes todo?
Con mentiras que duelen, mentiras que matan, uuuuh mentiras que duelen, mentiras que matan.

Lies that Kill

Sometimes there is no second part, no extra time, no next time.
My attempt to forget you didn't work, and although you hurt me, there will be no afterwards, maybe I didn't know how to keep you, maybe loving you would hurt you, no matter how hard I try I couldn't hate you and even if I don't want to, I have already forgiven you.
To dream that you were only mine is to repeat the pain, it's late and there are no excuses.
Who caresses you, calling you love?
You give yourself in shadows while my portrait still calls you a coward.
Who dazzles you and makes me the past?
You fled from heaven, if you were the owner, why did you destroy everything in my world?
With lies that hurt, lies that kill, uuuuh lies that hurt, lies that kill.
Maybe I never really knew who you were, and took it for granted that you would be here, I ask questions without finding answers, I pretend to be crazy so as not to feel.

To dream that you were only mine is to repeat the pain, it's late and there are no excuses.
Who caresses you, calling you love?
You give yourself in shadows while my portrait still calls you a coward.
Who dazzles you and makes me the past?
You fled from heaven, if you were the owner, why did you destroy everything in my world?
With lies that hurt, lies that kill, uuuuh lies that hurt, lies that kill.

Who dazzles you and makes me the past?
You fled from heaven, if you were the owner, why did you destroy everything in my world?
With lies that hurt, lies that kill, uuuuh lies that hurt, lies that kill.