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Un Pobre Loco by Carlos Vives (original lyric)



Salgo de tocar en madrugada
algunos pesos, mil historias que contar
gafas tiene el sol esta mañana
filigranas que dibujan la ciudad

Me pierdo entre la gente y pienso en ti
me cuenta Bogotá que estas aquí
parte del aire, de los recuerdos
de aquellos besos que nacieron del invierno

Cierro los ojos y a toda prisa
yo vuelvo a ser amo y señor de tu sonrisa
duermo en tu pelo y poco a poco
va despertando de su sueño un pobre loco

Me pierdo entre la gente y pienso en ti
y entiendo que mi amor no estás aquí

Vuelvo a respirar bajo la tarde
alguna magia que me ayuda a levantar
hago de comer y tus canciones
mi guitarra y otra vez a trabajar

Me pierdo entre la gente y pienso en ti
y siento que tú voz aun sigue allí
parte del aire, de los recuerdos
de aquellos besos que se fueron en invierno

Cruzo el espacio y a toda prisa
yo vuelvo a ser amo y señor de tus caricias
viajo en tu pelo, y poco a poco
va aterrizando de su sueño un pobre loco

Me pierdo entre la gente y pienso en ti
y entiendo que mi amor no estás aquí

Cierro los ojos y a toda prisa
yo vuelvo a ser amo y señor de tu sonrisa
duermo en tu pelo y poco a poco
va despertando de su sueño un pobre loco

Me pierdo entre la gente y pienso en ti
y entiendo que mi amor no estás aquí
mi amor no estás aquí.

Un Pobre Loco by Carlos Vives (english translation)



I leave touch in the early morning
some weights, a thousand stories to tell
glasses has the sun this morning
watermarks that draw the city

I get lost among people and I think of you
Bogota tells me that you are here
part of the air, of memories
of those kisses that were born of winter

I close my eyes and in a hurry
I am again the master of your smile
I sleep in your hair and little by little
is waking up from his dream a poor crazy

I get lost among people and I think of you
and I understand that my love you're not here

I breathe again in the afternoon
some magic that helps me lift
I eat and your songs
my guitar and again to work

I get lost among people and I think of you
and I feel that your voice is still there
part of the air, of memories
of those kisses that went in winter

I cross the space and in a hurry
I am again the master of your caresses
I travel in your hair, and little by little
a poor madman is landing from his dream

I get lost among people and I think of you
and I understand that my love you're not here

I close my eyes and in a hurry
I am again the master of your smile
I sleep in your hair and little by little
is waking up from his dream a poor crazy

I get lost among people and I think of you
and I understand that my love you're not here
my love you are not here.




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