Hector Lavoe — Periodico De Ayer song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Periodico De Ayer" by Hector Lavoe.
Lyrics
Tu amor es un periódico de ayer
Que nadie más procura ya leer
Sensacional cuando salió en la madrugada
A mediodÃa ya noticia confirmada
Y en la tarde materia olvidada
Tu amor es un periódico de ayer
Fue el titular que alcanzó página entera
Por eso ya te conocen donde quiera
Tu nombre ha sido un recorte que guardé Y en el álbum del olvido lo pegué Tu amor es un periódico de ayer
Que nadie más procura ya leer
El comentario que nació en la madrugada
Y fuimos ambos la noticia propagada
Y en la tarde materia olvidada
Tu amor es un periódico de ayer
Y para qué leer, un periódico de ayer
Oye noticia que todos saben
Ya yo no quiero leer
Tu no servistes pa’nada mami
Y al zafacón yo te eché Echa, camina, apartate de mi vera
Apartate de mi lado
Tu eres el diario La Prensa
Radio Bemba, Radio Bemba
Para que voy a leer la historia de un amor
Que no puedo ni creer
Te quise te tuve te mantuve
Pero ya no te quiero
A tu casa yo no voy Polito
Dame y tumba la chaveta la chaveta
En el album de mi vida
En una página escondida allà te encontré Anda vete de mi vera cosa buena
Ya no te quiero ni ver
Que te pasa estas llorando
Tienes alma de papel
Y como el papel aguanta todo
A sà mismo te traté Analizate tu historia
Y asà podrás comprender
Lyrics translation
Your love is a periodical of yesterday
That no one else tries to read anymore
Sensational when I went out in the morning
At noon already confirmed news
And in the evening forgotten matter
Your love is a periodical of yesterday
It was the headline that reached the entire page
That's why they know you wherever they want.
Your name has been a cut that I kept and in the album of oblivion I stuck it your love is a periodical of yesterday
That no one else tries to read anymore
The comment that was born in the early hours
And we were both the spread of the news
And in the evening forgotten matter
Your love is a periodical of yesterday
And to read, a newspaper from yesterday
Hear news that everyone knows
I don't want to read anymore.
You didn't serve anything, mommy.
And to the harvest I cast thee out, walk, depart from my vera
Get away from me.
You are the newspaper La Prensa
Radio Bemba, Radio Bemba
So I'll read the story of a love
That I can't even believe
I loved you I had you I kept you
But I don't love you anymore
I'm not going to your house, Polito.
Give me and bury the key the key
In the album of my life
On a hidden page there I found you go away from my real good thing
I don't even want to see you anymore.
What's the matter you're crying
You have paper soul
And how paper holds up everything
To yourself I treated you analyze your history
And so you can understand