Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Que Te Vaya Bonito, artist - Tania Libertad. Album song Tomate Esa Botella Conmigo, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 07.08.2000
Record label: LDN
Song language: Spanish
Que Te Vaya Bonito(original) |
Ojala que te vaya bonito |
Ojala se acaben tus penas |
Que te digan que yo ya no existo, que conozcas personas más buenas, |
que te den lo que no pude darte, aunque yo te haya dado de todo, |
nunca más volveré a molestarte, te adoré, te perdí y ya no hay modo |
Ojala que te vaya bonito |
Ojala se acaben tus penas |
Que te digan que yo ya no existo, que conozcas personas más buenas, |
que te den lo que no pude darte, aunque yo te haya dado de todo, |
nunca más volveré a molestarte, te adoré, te perdí y ya no hay modo |
Cuántas cosas quedaron prendidas, hasta dentro del fondo de mi alma, |
cuántas luces dejaste encendidas y no sé como voy a apagarlas, ojala que mi |
amor no te duela y te olvides de mí para siempre, que se llenen de sangre tus |
venas, que la vida te vista de suerte, aunque ya tengo el pecho de acer, |
pero nadie me llame cobarde sin saber hasta donde te quiero |
Cuantas cosas quedaron prendidas… |
(translation) |
I hope that it may be nice |
I hope your sorrows end |
That they tell you that I no longer exist, that you meet better people, |
that they give you what I could not give you, even though I have given you everything, |
I will never bother you again, I adored you, I lost you and there is no way |
I hope that it may be nice |
I hope your sorrows end |
That they tell you that I no longer exist, that you meet better people, |
that they give you what I could not give you, even though I have given you everything, |
I will never bother you again, I adored you, I lost you and there is no way |
How many things remained lit, even within the depths of my soul, |
how many lights did you leave on and I don't know how I'm going to turn them off, hopefully my |
love does not hurt you and forget about me forever, may your blood fill your |
veins, may life dress you with luck, although I already have a steel chest, |
but no one calls me a coward without knowing how much I love you |
How many things were lit... |