Текст и перевод песни Tommy Torres - Querido Tommy - Live Version

Querido Tommy - Live Version

Querido Tommy, te escribo esta carta,
No se si tu realmente lees estas cartas.
Te escribo para pedirte algo
Que para mi es de vida o muerte.
No pienses que exagero es la verdad.
Mi nombre es Paco y te escribo de Santiago.
Hay una chica que no se sale de mi mente,
Para eso eres tan elocuente,
Y a ella le encanta tus canciones
Te imaginas ya por donde voy.
Es que con ella no me salen las palabras, y quizás
Tu pudieras ayudarme, a decirle que yo muero aquí por ella
Y de una forma un poco mas poética.
Que eso del romanticismo a mi no se me da.
Dame algo tan bonito que le saque mil suspiros,
Decirle que la amo y nada mas.
No se si bastara.
(Noo ohh.)
Senor Tommy: aquí le escribo nuevamente
No me ha contestado, pensaba que era buena gente.
Puede que este muy ocupado,
Pero yo estoy desesperado.
Ayúdeme a encontrar la forma
De decirle que yo muero aquí por ella,
Pero de una forma un poco mas poética
Que eso del romanticismo a mi no se me da.
Deme algo tan bonito, algo que nunca le hayan dicho.
Decirle que la amo y nada mas.
No se si bastara.
Amigo Paco: disculpe la demora,
Espero no te moleste
Que haya copiado aquí tu historia.
En el amor no soy experto,
No se de donde sacaste eso.
Y nada puede estar mas lejos de la verdad.
No confundas palabrerías con sentimientos.
Las metáforas son solo pajas del intelecto.
Si me preguntas que decirle a tu chica.
Solo dile que te mueres por ella.
No se me ocurre una mejor manera,
Que eso del romanticismo,
Es solo un juego de ajedrez.
Cuando se trata de sentimientos,
No hay nada como ser directos.
Dile que la amas y nada mas,
Seguro bastara...

My Dearest Tommy - Live Version

My dearest Tommy, I'm writing you this letter,
I'm not even sure if artists read these letters.
I'm writing to you to ask you for something,
That for me is life or death.
Don't think I'm exaggerating, it's the truth.
My name is Paco, and I'm writing to you from Santiago.
There's a girl who won't get out of my mind,
For that, you are so eloquent,
And she loves your songs.
You can imagine where I'm going with this.
It's just that I can't seem to find the words to tell her, and perhaps,
You could help me tell her that I am dying for her,
In a more poetic way?
Because I'm not good with that romantic stuff.
Give me something so beautiful that it makes her heart flutter a thousand times,
To tell her that I love her and nothing more.
I don't know if it will be enough.
(Oh, no.)
Mr. Tommy: I'm writing to you again
You haven't answered me, I thought you were a nice person.
Maybe you're just very busy,
But I'm desperate.
Help me find a way,
To tell her that I am dying for her,
But in a more poetic way.
Because I'm not good with that romantic stuff.
Give me something so beautiful, something she's never heard before.
To tell her that I love her and nothing more.
I don't know if it will be enough.
My friend Paco: I apologize for the delay,
I hope you don't mind me,
Sharing your story here.
I'm no expert on love,
I don't know where you got that from.
And nothing could be further from the truth.
Don't confuse sweet talk for feelings.
Metaphors are just a parlor trick of the mind.
If you ask me what to say to your love,
Just tell her that you're dying for her.
I can't think of a better way
Than that romanticism,
Is just a game of chess.
When it comes to matters of the heart,
There's nothing like being direct.
Tell her you love her and nothing more,
That will be enough...