La Arrolladora Banda El Limón De Rene Camacho — Tu Desastre song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Tu Desastre" by La Arrolladora Banda El Limón De Rene Camacho.
Lyrics
Te arranque de un camino muy triste
Te ayude a manos llenas en todo
Como al cielo no pude subirte
Te alfombre donde pisas con oro
Como a nadie en el mundo te quise
Ahora puedes creerme que te odio
Yo te puse las alas que tienes
Pero puedo cortarte las plumas
Si le digo a la gente quien eras
No te queda con que les presumas
Porque tu no naciste con bienes
Ni en la vida has tenido fortuna
Como Dios da la dicha y las penas
Yo te di algo que puedo quitarte;
Te subí a un pedestal de grandeza
Y te bajo si quiero bajarte
Pide a Dios que no diga quien eras
Porque ahí es donde está tu desastre
(Y él que no te conozca, que te compre chaparrita)
Más valía que te hubieras perdido
Donde nunca te hubiera encontrado
Porque así pensaría en tu cariño
Al igual que algo grande y sagrado
Pero sólo lo que has conseguido
Es que te hable con tanto descaro
Como Dios da la dicha y las penas
Yo te di algo que puedo quitarte
Te subí a un pedestal de grandeza
Y te bajo si quiero bajarte
Pide a Dios que no diga quien eras
Porque ahí es donde está tu desastre
Lyrics translation
I'll tear you off a very sad path
Help you with full hands in everything
Like I couldn't get you up to heaven
I'll carpet you where you step with gold
Like no one in the world I loved you
Now you can believe I hate you
I put the wings on you
But I can cut your feathers
If I tell people who you were
You don't have to brag to them.
Because you were not born with goods
You've never had a fortune in your life.
As God gives joy and sorrows
I gave you something I can take away;
I put you on a pedestal of greatness
And I'll lower you if I want to lower you
Ask God not to say who you were
'Cause that's where your mess is.
(And he who does not know you, who buys you chaparrita)
You better get lost.
Where I would never have found you
Because that's how I'd think of your affection
Like something big and sacred
But only what you've achieved
Is that I talk to you so boldly
As God gives joy and sorrows
I gave you something I can take away
I put you on a pedestal of greatness
And I'll lower you if I want to lower you
Ask God not to say who you were
'Cause that's where your mess is.