Текст и перевод песни Nat King Cole - Tres Palabras (Without You)

Tres Palabras (Without You)

Oye la confesión, de mi secretooo
Nace de un corazóon, que está desierto.
Con tres palabras, te diré todas mis cosas
Cosas del corazón, que son preciosas.
Dame tus manos ven toma las mías
Que te voy a confiar las ansias mías.
Son tres palabraas
Solamente, mis angustías
Y esas palabras soon
Como me gustaas.
Son tres palabraas
Solamente, mis angustías
Y esas palabras soon
Como me gustaas.

Tres Palabras (Without You)

Listen to this confession, of my secret
It comes from a heart that is lost.
With three words, I will tell you everything about me
Things of the heart, that are precious.
Give me your hands, take mine
I'm going to entrust my desires to you.
They are three words
Only my anguish
And those words are
I like you.
They are three words
Only my anguish
And those words are
I like you.