Ricardo Arjona — El amor song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "El amor" by Ricardo Arjona.
Lyrics
El amor tiene firma de autor en las causas perdidas,
El amor siempre empieza soñando y termina en insomnio,
Es un acto profundo de fe que huele a mentira,
El amor baila al son que le toquen sea Dios o el demonio
Sea Dios o el demonio.
Leer mas.
El amor es la guerra perdida entre el sexo y la risa,
Es la llave con que abres el grifo del agua en los ojos,
Es el tiempo más lento del mundo cuando va de prisa,
El amor se abre paso despacio no importa el cerrojo.
El amor es la arrogancia de aferrarse a lo imposible,
Es buscar en otra parte lo que no encuentras en ti.
Coro
El amor es un ingrato,
Que te eleva por un rato,
Y te desploma porque sí.
El amor es dos en uno,
Que al final no son ninguno
Y se acostumbran a mentir.
El amor es la belleza,
Que se nutre de tristeza,
Y al final siempre se va.
El amor casi siempre es mejor cuando está en otra parte,
Luce bien en novelas que venden finales perfectos,
No te vayas amor que aunque duelas no quiero dejarte,
Si eres siempre un error porque nunca se ven tus defectos,
Puede ser que lo que juzgo sea otra cosa, no lo sé,
Que a mi suerte le ha tocado el impostor, tampoco sé.
Coro
El amor es un ingrato,
Que te eleva por un rato,
Y te desploma porque sí.
El amor es dos en uno,
Que al final no son ninguno,
Y se acostumbran a mentir.
El amor es la belleza,
Que se nutre de tristeza
Y al final siempre se va.
Y no te deja decir lo que quieres decir,
Sin hacerte saber que se escupe hacia arriba.
Es sentarte a mirar pasar frente a ti El desfile mortal del cadáver de todos tus sueños.
El amor es un ingrato,
Que te eleva por un rato,
Y te desploma porque sí.
El amor son dos en uno,
Y al final no son ninguno,
Y se acostumbran a mentir.
El amor es la belleza,
Que se nutre de tristeza,
Y al final siempre se va.
Lyrics translation
Love Has author's signature on Lost Causes,
Love always starts dreaming and ends in insomnia,
It's a profound act of faith that smells like a lie,
Love dances to the sound that Touch It Be God or the devil
God or the devil.
Read more.
Love is the lost war between sex and laughter,
It's the key with which you open the water tap in your eyes,
It's the slowest time in the world when you're in a hurry,
Love breaks through slowly no matter the Bolt.
Love is the arrogance of clinging to the impossible,
It's looking elsewhere for what you don't find in yourself.
Choir
Love is ungrateful,
That lifts you up for a while,
And you're falling for it.
Love is two in one,
That in the end they are none
And they get used to lying.
Love is beauty,
That feeds on sadness,
And in the end it always leaves.
Love is almost always better when it's elsewhere,
Looks good on novels that sell perfect endings,
Don't go away love that even if you hurt I don't want to leave you,
If you're always a mistake because you never see your flaws,
Maybe what I judge is something else, I don't know,
I don't know how lucky I am with the impostor.
Choir
Love is ungrateful,
That lifts you up for a while,
And you're falling for it.
Love is two in one,
That in the end they are none,
And they get used to lying.
Love is beauty,
That feeds on sadness
And in the end it always leaves.
And he won't let you say what you want to say,
Without letting you know it spits up.
It's sitting there watching the death parade of the corpse of all your dreams pass by.
Love is ungrateful,
That lifts you up for a while,
And you're falling for it.
Love is two in one,
And in the end they are none,
And they get used to lying.
Love is beauty,
That feeds on sadness,
And in the end it always leaves.