Carlos Baute — Qué quieres tú de mí song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Qué quieres tú de mí" by Carlos Baute.

Lyrics

Con tus hechos, Me confundes
Y me enredas, Día a día
Me pregunto, Si estas jugando
Y vengando tu pasado
No se hasta donde llegaras
Me aterra lo que pasara
Siempre fuiste tu la que fallabas
Descuidaste nuestras ganas
Nuestra cama esta cargada de tanta nostalgia
Que difícil se hacen las mañanas
El que ya no estés en casa
Mi cabeza esta bloqueada
Me tienes que decir
Que quieres tu de mi
Me impacienta, si sabrías
De hace tiempo, tu partida
No creía, que algún día
Me darías, la despedida
No se muy bien lo que es amar
Por eso me puedes engañar
Siempre fuiste tu la que fallabas
Descuidaste nuestras ganas
Nuestra cama esta cargada de tanta nostalgia
Que difícil se hacen las mañanas
El que ya no estés en casa
Mi cabeza esta bloqueada
Me tienes que decir
Que quieres tu
Siempre fuiste tu la que fallabas
Descuidaste nuestras ganas
Nuestra cama esta cargada de tanta nostalgia
Que difícil se hacen las mañanas
El que ya no estés en casa
Mi cabeza esta bloqueada
Me tienes que decir
Que quieres tu, de mi

Lyrics translation

With your actions, you confuse Me
And you mess Me Up, Day by day
I wonder, if you're playing
And avenging your past
I don't know how far you'll go
I'm terrified of what's going to happen.
It was always you who failed
You neglected our desires.
Our bed is full of nostalgia
How difficult are the mornings
The one you're not home anymore
My head is blocked.
You have to tell Me
What do you want from me
I'm impatient, if you knew
Long ago, your departure
I didn't think, that someday
Would you give me the farewell
I don't know very well what it's like to love
That's why you can fool me
It was always you who failed
You neglected our desires.
Our bed is full of nostalgia
How difficult are the mornings
The one you're not home anymore
My head is blocked.
You have to tell Me
What do you want
It was always you who failed
You neglected our desires.
Our bed is full of nostalgia
How difficult are the mornings
The one you're not home anymore
My head is blocked.
You have to tell Me
What do you want from me