Текст и перевод песни Yolandita Monge - Acariciame

Acariciame

Que extrano el hombre que yo tuve
A veces rudo, a veces dulce
Y me enrede en su lodo pues me enamore
Era pasion, era locura, a veces lleno de cordura
Yo confundida amando, a ese amargo ser
Que extrano el hombre que yo tuve
No me di cuenta, ni lo supe
Pues yo pensaba que era serio
Y era un payaso sin remedio
Mas tarde me di cuenta, se despojo de su careta
Y hoy me revisto de recuerdos
Ya ese pasado no es presente
Y pienso en los primeros tiempos, cuando era inocente
Y me tomaba entre sus brazos
Me hacia suya paso a paso
Yo lo adoraba tanto tanto
Siempre me hablaba susurrando y me decia siempre siempre...
Acariciame, acariciame
Y asi ciega de amor con gusto lo hacia
Acariciame, acariciame
Que extrano el hombre que yo tuve
Hoy ya no tengo quien torture
A este enfermo amor que sufre por volverlo a ver
Tengo un ataque de locura
Hoy lo amo mas, no cabe duda
Ya no me queda compostura
Ya no puedo aguantarme
Y saldre a buscar entre la gente y por las calles
Esta seca y vacia desespera
Quiero verte nuevamente y escuchar de nuevo que me dices...
Acaricame, acariciame
Y asi ciega de amor yo me entregaria
Acariciame, acariciame

Caress Me

How I miss the man I once had
Sometimes rough, sometimes gentle
And I got entangled in his filth because I fell in love
It was passion, it was madness, sometimes full of sanity
I was confused and loving, that bitter being
How I miss the man I once had
I didn't realize it, nor did I know it
Because I thought he was serious
And he was a hopeless clown
Later I realized, he shed his mask
And today I am adorned with memories
That past is no longer present
And I think of the early days, when I was innocent
And he would take me in his arms
He made me his own step by step
I adored him so much
He always whispered to me and always told me...
Caress me, caress me
And so, blind with love, I did it with pleasure
Caress me, caress me
How I miss the man I once had
Today I have no one to torture
This sick love that longs to see him again
I have a bout of madness
Today I love him more, there's no doubt
I have no more composure
I can't take it anymore
And I will go out to search among the people and the streets
This dry and empty despair
I want to see you again and hear you say to me again...
Caress me, caress me
And so, blind with love, I would give myself
Caress me, caress me