Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Esta Cobardia, artist - Trio Los Panchos. Album song Navarro, Avilés & Gil, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 21.06.2019
Record label: White Room
Song language: Spanish
Esta Cobardia(original) |
No se da ni cuenta que cuando la miro |
por no delatarme me guardo el suspiro, |
que mi amor callado se enciende con verla |
que diera la vida para poseerla. |
No se da ni cuenta que brillan mis ojos |
que tiemblo a su lado y hasta me sonrojo, |
que ella es el motivo que mi amor despierta |
que ella es mi delirio y no se da cuenta. |
Esta cobardía de mi amor por ella |
hace que la vea igual que a una estrella, |
tan lejos, tan lejos de la realidad |
que no espero nunca poderla alcanzar. |
No se da ni cuenta que siempre ha tenido |
los miles de besos que no me ha pedido, |
en mis noches tristes desiertas de sueños |
que en loco deseo me siento su dueño. |
No se da ni cuenta que ya la he tomado |
que ya ha sido mía sin haberla amado, |
que es su alma fría la que me atormenta |
que ve que me muero y no se da cuenta. |
Esta cobardía de mi amor por ella |
hace que la vea igual que a una estrella, |
tan lejos, tan lejos de la realidad |
que no espero nunca poderla alcanzar. |
(translation) |
She doesn't even notice that when I look at her |
for not giving myself away, I keep my sigh to myself, |
that my silent love turns on seeing her |
that she would give her life to possess it. |
He does not even realize that my eyes shine |
that I tremble at her side and I even blush, |
that she is the reason that my love awakens |
that she is my delirium and she doesn't realize it. |
This cowardice of my love for her |
makes me see her the same as a star, |
so far, so far from reality |
that I never hope to achieve. |
She doesn't even realize that she has always had |
the thousands of kisses that she has not asked me, |
in my sad nights deserted by dreams |
that in mad desire I feel its owner of it. |
He doesn't even realize that I've already taken it |
that she has already been mine without having loved her, |
that it is her cold soul of hers that torments me |
that she sees that I'm dying and she doesn't realize it. |
This cowardice of my love for her |
makes me see her the same as a star, |
so far, so far from reality |
that I never hope to achieve. |