Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La ingrata, artist - Café Tacvba. Album song Tiempo transcurrido, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 20.08.2001
Record label: Warner Music Mexico
Song language: Spanish
La ingrata(original) |
Ingrata, no me digas que me quieres |
No me digas que me adoras que me amas |
Que me extrañas que ya no te creo nada |
Ingrata, que no ves que estoy sufriendo |
Porfavor hoy no me digas |
Que sin mi te estas muriendo |
Que tus lagrimas son falsas |
Ingrata, no me digas que me adoras |
Se te nota que en tus labios |
Ya no hay nada que tu puedas |
Ofrecer a esta boca |
Por eso ahora yo se que veniste |
Porque te acuerdas de mi cariño, |
Por eso ahora que estoy tan triste |
No quiero que nadie me mire sufrir |
Ingrata, no me digas que me quieres, |
Tu desprecias mis palabras mis besos |
Los que una ves hicieron que soñaras |
Ingrata, no te olvides que si quiero |
Pues si quiero hacerte daño solo falta |
Que yo quiera lastimarte y humillarte, |
Ingrata, aunque quieras tu dejarme, |
Los recuerdos de esos dias |
De las noches tan obscuras |
Tu jamas podras borrarte |
No me digas que me quieres |
Que me adoras que me extrañas, |
Que ya no te creo nada |
Por eso ahora yo se que veniste |
Porque te acuerdas de mi cariño, |
Y no me importa si lloro un poquito, |
Porque ese poquito sera por tu amor |
No vengas para pedirme |
Que tenga compasion de ti, |
Y vienes luego a decirme |
Que quieres estar lejos de mi, |
Te pido que no regreses |
Si no es para darme un poquito de amor, |
Te pido y te lo suplico |
Por el cariño que un dia nos unio |
Ingrata no me digas que me quieres, |
No me digas que me adoras que me amas, |
Que me extrañas que ya no te creo nada, |
Ingrata que no ves que estoy sufriendo, |
Porfavor hoy no me digas que sin mi Te estas muriendo que tus lagrimas son falsas, |
Tu desprecias mis palabras |
Y mis besos pues si quiero hacerte daño |
Solo falta que yo quiera |
Lastimarte y humillarte. |
Ingrata, aunque quieras tu dejarme, |
Los recuerdos de esos dias |
Y las noches tan obscuras |
Tu jamas podras borrate |
Por eso ahora tendre que obsequiarte |
Un par de balazos, pa que te duela, |
Y aunque estoy triste por ya no tenerte, |
Voy a estar contigo en tu funeral |
(translation) |
Ungrateful, don't tell me you love me |
Don't tell me that you adore me that you love me |
That you miss me that I don't believe you anymore |
Ungrateful, can't you see that I'm suffering |
please don't tell me today |
that without me you are dying |
That your tears are fake |
Ungrateful, don't tell me you adore me |
It shows that on your lips |
There is no longer anything that you can |
offer to this mouth |
That's why now I know that you came |
Because you remember my darling, |
That's why now that I'm so sad |
I don't want anyone to watch me suffer |
Ungrateful, don't tell me you love me, |
You despise my words my kisses |
The ones that once made you dream |
Ungrateful, don't forget that I do want |
Well, if I want to hurt you, all I have to do is |
That I want to hurt you and humiliate you, |
Ungrateful, even if you want to leave me, |
The memories of those days |
Of the nights so dark |
you can never erase yourself |
Do not tell me you love me |
that you adore me that you miss me, |
That I don't believe you anymore |
That's why now I know that you came |
Because you remember my darling, |
And I don't mind if I cry a little |
Because that little bit will be for your love |
don't come to ask me |
have compassion on you, |
And then you come to tell me |
that you want to be away from me, |
I ask you not to come back |
If it is not to give me a little love, |
I ask you and I beg you |
For the love that one day united us |
Ungrateful don't tell me you love me, |
Don't tell me that you adore me that you love me, |
That you miss me that I no longer believe you anything, |
Ungrateful that you don't see that I'm suffering, |
Please don't tell me today that without me you are dying that your tears are false, |
you despise my words |
And my kisses well if I want to hurt you |
I just need to want |
Hurt and humiliate you. |
Ungrateful, even if you want to leave me, |
The memories of those days |
And the nights so dark |
you can never erase |
That's why now I'll have to give you |
A couple of bullets, so that it hurts, |
And although I'm sad for no longer having you, |
I will be with you at your funeral |