Para Qué La Vida
Enrique Iglesias
Para Qué La Vida (Original Version)
Han pasado quince dias y seis horas
Desde que te fuistes de mi vida.
Lloro por las noches y duermo por el dia,
Desde que te fuiste de mi vida.
Si supieras que sin ti yo no sé ser feliz,
Si supieras que sin ti yo no sé sobrevivir.
Ya nada me importa
Ni los sueños
Que parecen una estupidez
Si no estoy contigo para qué?
Siendo medio loco
Dando vueltas
Y te busco y no te puedo ver,
Para qué la vida? Para qué?
Para qué la vida...
Salgo por la calle, llamo a mis amigos,
Dicen que te aranque de mi vida.
Fui donde el doctor, me dió unos sedativos
Pero qué tu quieres que te diga?
Que no hay forma, mira no, de romper esta cruz
Que por más que quiera,
Ay Dios, nunca hay nadie como tu
Ya nada me importa,
Ni los sueños que parecen una estupidez
Si no estoy contigo para qué?
Siendo medio loco,
Dando vueltas
Y te busco y no te puedo ver
Para qué la vida? Para qué?
Dicen que es una obsesion
Este que no tiene fin
Pero es que nadie se compara a ti
Ya nada me importa
Ni los sueños
Que parecen una estupidez
¿Si no estoy contigo para qué?
Siendo medio loco
Dando vuetas
Y te busco y no te puedo ver
Para qué la vida? Para qué?
Para qué la vida...
Why Live?
Fifteen days and six hours have past
Since you left my life.
I cry at night and sleep during the day,
Since you left my life.
If only you knew that without you I don't know how to smile,
If only you knew that without you I don't know how to survive.
Nothing more is important to me
Not even the dreams
That seem to me a stupidity
If I ain't with you, what use are they?
There I am, half crazy
I toss and turn
I look for you but I don't see you
Why live? Why?
Why live...
I go out in the street, call my friends,
They say I should forget about you.
I went to see a doctor, he gave me sedatives
But what do you want me to tell you?
That there is no way, see, for me to break this cross
To want better,
Oh, God, there'll never be no one like you
Nothing more is important to me
Not even the dreams that seem to me a stupidity
If I ain't with you, what use are they?
There I am, half crazy
I toss and turn
I look for you but I don't see you
Why live? Why?
They say it is an obsession
That has no end
But it's because no one can be compared to you
Nothing more is important to me
Not even the dreams
That seem to me a stupidity
If I ain't with you, what use are they?
There I am, half crazy
I toss and turn
I look for you but I don't see you
Why live? Why?
Why live...
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