Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lo Que No Me Dices , by - Kimberley Tell. Release date: 05.09.2019
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lo Que No Me Dices , by - Kimberley Tell. Lo Que No Me Dices(original) |
| Me manchaste la cama |
| Con la indiferencia pintada en tu cara |
| Y duele |
| Ojos al techo, ausentes |
| Este lugar no te pertenece |
| Y duele |
| Al menos sé que ya no volveré a buscarte |
| Al menos sé que ya no volveré aquí |
| Al menos sé que ya no volveré a unirme a ti |
| Para distanciarme de mí |
| Lo que no me dices duele |
| Lo que no me dices duele |
| Lo que no me dices duele |
| Lo que no me dices duele |
| Y así, de repente |
| Te conviertes en alguien virtual |
| Cansada de lo visible |
| Yo prefiero lo tangible |
| Y así, de repente |
| Te conviertes en alguien virtual |
| Cansada de lo visible |
| Yo prefiero lo tangible |
| Al menos sé que ya no volveré a buscarte |
| Al menos sé que ya no volveré aquí |
| Al menos sé que ya no volveré a unirme a ti |
| Para distanciarme de mi |
| Y puede que yo me engañe diciendo |
| Que solo quiero pasarlo bien |
| Cansada de noches sin mañanas |
| De noches que no acaban en nada |
| Lo que no me dices duele |
| Lo que no me dices duele |
| Lo que no me dices duele |
| Lo que no me dices duele |
| Me manchaste la cama |
| Con la indiferencia pintada en tu cara |
| Y duele |
| (translation) |
| you stained my bed |
| With indifference painted on your face |
| And hurts |
| Eyes to the ceiling, absent |
| This place does not belong to you |
| And hurts |
| At least I know that I will no longer look for you |
| At least I know I won't come back here anymore |
| At least I know that I will no longer join you |
| to distance myself from me |
| What you don't tell me hurts |
| What you don't tell me hurts |
| What you don't tell me hurts |
| What you don't tell me hurts |
| And so suddenly |
| You become someone virtual |
| Tired of the visible |
| I prefer the tangible |
| And so suddenly |
| You become someone virtual |
| Tired of the visible |
| I prefer the tangible |
| At least I know that I will no longer look for you |
| At least I know I won't come back here anymore |
| At least I know that I will no longer join you |
| to distance myself from me |
| And maybe I'm fooling myself saying |
| I just want to have a good time |
| Tired of nights without mornings |
| Of nights that do not end in anything |
| What you don't tell me hurts |
| What you don't tell me hurts |
| What you don't tell me hurts |
| What you don't tell me hurts |
| you stained my bed |
| With indifference painted on your face |
| And hurts |