Lyrics of Cansada - Luis Fonsi

Cansada (original)

Esta es una herida
De esas que no cierra el tiempo
Fuimos agua y tierra, marinero y mar
Pero no, los paisajes nunca son como los soñó
Hasta el cielo pierde su color
El amor no tiene casa
Se nos pasa
No estamos juntos
Ya se escribió el final
Ya nos quisimos
Ya lo perdimos todo igual
Aunque me aguanto este llanto
Es de ciegos negar
Que tú te ves
Cansada
Tengámosle respeto
A este espacio dividido
Ya está decidido
No insistimos mas
Porque no, los caminos nunca son
Como uno los planeó
El viajar se vuele agotador
El amor no tiene casa
Se nos pasa
No estamos juntos
Ya se escribió el final
Ya nos quisimos
Ya lo perdimos todo igual
Aunque me aguanto este llanto
Es de ciegos negar
Que tú te ves
Cansada
Llóralo suelta tu tristeza en este abrazo llóralo
Este paso lo daremos dos
Cada uno a su manera
Más sincera
No estamos juntos
Ya se escribió el final
Ya nos quisimos
Ya lo perdimos todo igual
Aunque me aguanto este llanto
Es de ciegos negar
Que tú te ves
Cansada

(translation)

this is a wound
Of those that do not close the time
We were water and land, sailor and sea
But no, the landscapes are never as you dreamed them
Even the sky loses its color
love has no home
it happens to us
We are not together
The end has already been written
we already loved each other
We already lost everything the same
Although I hold this cry
It is blind to deny
that you see yourself
tired
Let's have respect
To this divided space
It's already decided
We do not insist anymore
Because no, the roads are never
as one planned them
Travel becomes exhausting
love has no home
it happens to us
We are not together
The end has already been written
we already loved each other
We already lost everything the same
Although I hold this cry
It is blind to deny
that you see yourself
tired
Cry for him release your sadness in this hug cry for him
We will take this step twice
Each in their own way
more sincere
We are not together
The end has already been written
we already loved each other
We already lost everything the same
Although I hold this cry
It is blind to deny
that you see yourself
tired