Translation of the song lyrics Que Me Duela - Gloria Trevi

Que Me Duela (original)

Las tres de la mañana
Tengo abierta la ventana
Entra, entra bien y aguanto
Me aburre la poesía
Me emocionan las heridas
Quédate la flor
Y dame las espinas
Cientos, cientos, cientos
De caricias que me queman como cera
Será que fue el vino
Él vino a hacerme lo que quiera (x2)
Que me, que me, que me duela
Que me, que me, que me duela
No quiero que me endulces
Quiero que me envenenes
(Que me, que me, que me)
No quiero buenos días
Ni tampoco despedidas
(Que me, que me, que me)
Excita este suspenso
Me excita sentir miedo
(Que me, que me, que me)
De no saber si sera beso
O será mordida
(Que me, que me, que me)
Cientos, cientos, cientos
De caricias que me queman como cera
Será que fue el vino
Él vino a hacerme lo que quiera (x2)
Que me, que me, que me duela
Que me, que me, que me duela
Quiero sentir lo duro
Del suelo
A mí me gusta arriba
La música
Clávame la punta
De tu colmillo
Y ahora siente el vino
De los mios
Vampiros
Chupa chupa chupa
Chupa chupa chupa
Más vino
Chupa chupa chupa
Chupa chupa chupa
Chupa chupa
Más vino
Cientos, cientos, cientos
De caricias que me queman como cera
Será que fue el vino
Él vino a hacerme lo que quiera (x2)
Que me, que me, que me duela
Que me, que me, que me duela

Que Me Duela (translation)

Three o'clock in the morning
I have the window open
Come in, come in well and I hold on
poetry bores me
wounds move me
keep the flower
And give me the thorns
Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds
Of caresses that burn me like wax
Was it the wine?
He came to do what he wants to me (x2)
That it hurts me, that it hurts me
That it hurts me, that it hurts me
I don't want you to sugarcoat me
I want you to poison me
(That me, that me, that me)
I don't want good morning
Nor goodbyes
(That me, that me, that me)
Excite this suspense
It turns me on to feel afraid
(That me, that me, that me)
Of not knowing if it will be a kiss
Or will it be bitten
(That me, that me, that me)
Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds
Of caresses that burn me like wax
Was it the wine?
He came to do what he wants to me (x2)
That it hurts me, that it hurts me
That it hurts me, that it hurts me
I want to feel the hard
Ground
I like it up
The music
nail me the tip
of your fang
And now feel the wine
of mine
vampires
suck suck suck
suck suck suck
More wine
suck suck suck
suck suck suck
suck suck
More wine
Hundreds, hundreds, hundreds
Of caresses that burn me like wax
Was it the wine?
He came to do what he wants to me (x2)
That it hurts me, that it hurts me
That it hurts me, that it hurts me