Dile Que La Quiero
David Civera
Tell Her That I Love Her
If you see her, ask her
what she feels,
if there is still something
of that love that united us.
If you find her
somewhat indifferent,
bring her to reason
and do me this favor.
Talk to her, insist
that they have hurt us,
that everything is a lie.
Tell her that I love her,
that I was always sincere,
tell her that I am driving myself
crazy over a nonsense.
Tell her that I sail
between love and fear,
tell her that this melancholy
is killing me.
Tell her, that I love her
tell her, that I am sincere
tell her, tell her that this melancholy
is killing me.
If you see her, remind her
that she has
wide open the doors
to my heart.
Tell her that my tears
do not understand
why she is not with me
in this room.
Talk to her, insist
that they have hurt us,
that everything is a lie.
Tell her that I love her,
that I was always sincere,
tell her that I am driving myself
crazy over a nonsense.
Tell her that I sail
between love and fear,
tell her that this melancholy
is killing me.
Tell her, tell her, tell her
Tell her that I am driving myself crazy
Tell her, tell her, tell her
Tell her that I love her,
that I was always sincere,
tell her that I am driving myself
crazy over a nonsense.
Tell her that I sail
between love and fear,
tell her that this melancholy
is killing me.
Tell her...
