Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dejate Querer, artist - Carlos Ponce. Album song La Historia, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Record label: EMI Music U.S. Latin
Song language: Spanish
Dejate Querer(original) |
Te robaron tu alegra, |
tu sonrisa, tu calor; |
Te robaron tu confianza, |
tu sentido del humor, |
Tu cario, tu autoestima, |
tu ternura, tu carisma |
Todo aquello que una vez me enloqueci |
Y ahora cargo el pecado |
de quien hiri tu pasado, |
de quien rob de tus ojos |
ese brillo de ilusin |
Djate querer |
djate adorar |
yo voy a borrar de ti ese mal sabor |
Y al amanecer, |
vuelve a despertar |
que no quede rastro en ti de ese mal sabor |
Te robaron tu nostalgia, |
tus recuerdos, tu querer, |
Te robaron tu inocencia, |
Y tu esencia de mujer; |
Tu tranquilidad, tu calma, |
la pureza de tu alma |
todo aquello que una vez me enloqueci |
Y ahora cargo el pecado |
de quien hiri tu pasado, |
de quien rob de tus ojos |
ese brillo de ilusin |
Djate querer |
djate adorar |
yo voy a borrar de ti ese mal sabor |
Y al amanecer, |
vuelve a despertar |
que no quede rastro en ti de ese mal sabor |
(translation) |
They stole your happiness |
your smile, your warmth; |
They stole your trust |
Your sense of humor, |
Your affection, your self-esteem, |
your tenderness, your charisma |
All that once drove me crazy |
And now I carry the sin |
of who hurt your past, |
who stole from your eyes |
that shine of illusion |
let yourself be loved |
let yourself be adored |
I'm going to erase that bad taste from you |
And at dawn, |
wake up again |
that there is no trace in you of that bad taste |
They stole your nostalgia |
your memories, your love, |
They stole your innocence |
And your essence as a woman; |
Your tranquility, your calm, |
the purity of your soul |
everything that once drove me crazy |
And now I carry the sin |
of who hurt your past, |
who stole from your eyes |
that shine of illusion |
let yourself be loved |
let yourself be adored |
I'm going to erase that bad taste from you |
And at dawn, |
wake up again |
that there is no trace in you of that bad taste |