Lyrics of Canción para Gritar Te Amo - Andrea del Boca

Canción para Gritar Te Amo (original)

Hoy al despertar por la manana, descubri que nada era igual.
no podia pronunciar tu nombre sin llorar, sin llorar.
Tuve mucho miedo del recuerdo
Tuve mucho miedo del dolor
Al pensar como seguir viviendo sin tu amor.
Pensar que te tuve, pensar que fui tuya
en un rito sublime, insolente y prohibido
mi cuerpo era una fiesta romantica en tus brazos
y hasta yo la luna acostada en nuestro lago
y no me importo el pecado que inventaron
me senti pura, pura y tuya
Y ahora — como si me despertaran de golpe
ya no soy tuya porque no estas, y no te busco.
porque te amo y me enojo conmigo por amarte
porque te amo y no porque te extrano.
Hoy al despertar por la manana, descubri que nada era igual.
no podia pronunciar tu nombre sin llorar, sin llorar.
Pensar que te tuve y que fuimos artesanos
en una historia diferente, en una historia de amor
asi de simple, asi de terrible
porque descubri una palabra disfrasada de punal
y de repente — adios
y me vencio el dolor, me gustaba decir tu nombre
y ya no puedo, a veces — hasta creo que esta olvidado.
y de pronto lo recuerdo, y no lo digo, sigo llorando
a pesar de no tener lagrimas y te sigo esperando
porque te amo — y no, dios mio — cuanto te amo

(translation)

Today when I woke up in the morning, I discovered that nothing was the same.
She couldn't pronounce your name without crying, without crying.
I was so afraid of the memory
I was so afraid of the pain
When thinking how to continue living without your love.
To think that I had you, to think that I was yours
in a sublime, insolent and forbidden rite
my body was a romantic party in your arms
and even I the moon lying in our lake
and I don't care about the sin they invented
I felt pure, pure and yours
And now — as if I was suddenly woken up
I am no longer yours because you are not here, and I am not looking for you.
because I love you and I get mad at myself for loving you
because I love you and not because I miss you.
Today when I woke up in the morning, I discovered that nothing was the same.
I couldn't pronounce your name without crying, without crying.
To think that I had you and that we were artisans
in a different story, in a love story
so simple, so terrible
because I discovered a word disguised as a dagger
and suddenly — goodbye
and the pain overcame me, I liked to say your name
and I can't anymore, sometimes — I even think it's forgotten.
and suddenly I remember, and I don't say it, I keep crying
despite not having tears and I'm still waiting for you
because I love you — and no, my God — how much I love you