Ramón Ayala y Sus Bravos del Norte — Del Otro Lado del Portón song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Del Otro Lado del Portón" by Ramón Ayala y Sus Bravos del Norte.
Lyrics
Por andar robando ajeno
he pagado yo muy caro
asi como yo me la robe
asi me la robaron
Por andar cortando flores
en jardines extranjeros
La flor que estaba en mi casa
se la llevo el jardinero
y mi cama esta tan fria sin su amor
y estoy del otro lado del porton
CORO:
se la robe y me la robaron
se la quite y me la quitaron
esta vida todo cobra
y ahora soy el pagador
se la robe y me la robaron
se la quite y me la quitaron
y ahora estoy pagando el precio
cuando se pierde un amor
y estoy del otro lado del porton
y estoy del otro lado del porton
Por andar robando ajeno
he pagado yo muy caro
asi como yo me la robe
asi me la robaron
Por andar cortando flores
en jardines extranjeros
La flor que estaba en mi casa
se la llevo el jardinero
y mi cama esta tan fria sin su amor
y estoy del otro lado del porton
CORO:
se la robe y me la robaron
se la quite y me la quitaron
esta vida todo cobra
y ahora soy el pagador
se la robe y me la robaron
se la quite y me la quitaron
y ahora estoy pagando el precio
cuando se pierde un amor
y estoy del otro lado del porton
y estoy del otro lado del porton
y estoy del otro lado del porton
Lyrics translation
For stealing from someone else
I've paid dearly.
just like I stole it.
that's how they stole it from me.
By walking cutting flowers
in foreign Gardens
The flower that was in my house
the gardener took her.
and my bed is so cold without your love
and I'm on the other side of the gate
CHOIR:
he stole it and stole it from me.
I took it away and they took it away from me.
this life all charges
and now I'm the payer
he stole it and stole it from me.
I took it away and they took it away from me.
and now I'm paying the price
when you lose a love
and I'm on the other side of the gate
and I'm on the other side of the gate
For stealing from someone else
I've paid dearly.
just like I stole it.
that's how they stole it from me.
By walking cutting flowers
in foreign Gardens
The flower that was in my house
the gardener took her.
and my bed is so cold without your love
and I'm on the other side of the gate
CHOIR:
he stole it and stole it from me.
I took it away and they took it away from me.
this life all charges
and now I'm the payer
he stole it and stole it from me.
I took it away and they took it away from me.
and now I'm paying the price
when you lose a love
and I'm on the other side of the gate
and I'm on the other side of the gate
and I'm on the other side of the gate