El Pasadiscos
K-Paz De La Sierra
The Jukebox
She chose songs on a jukebox
I was having coffee at the counter
I saw her leave a coin and her hand was trembling
But despite the murmur, I heard my voice
Then I lit a cigarette so she could see me
She kept listening to my voice on the record
I wanted to approach her to smile at her
I saw her crying softly with that song
[CHORUS]
Why cry, love is like that
As it comes, it goes
There is no solution, only remains
The memory of some song
Why cry, love is like that
As it comes, it goes
Soon you will see that what has happened
Will be forgotten
K-PAZ DE LA SIERRA
She kept listening, wrapped in her sorrow
But when she turned suddenly, she recognized me
And I approached slowly through the crowd
I saw that her eyes spoke of loneliness
And gently I told her that it happens to all of us
I tried to explain in my own way about that song
I didn't compose it to make a girl cry
If I had known, I would never have sung it
[CHORUS]
Why cry, love is like that
As it comes, it goes
There is no solution, only remains
The memory of some song
Why cry, love is like that
As it comes, it goes
Soon you will see that what has happened
Will be forgotten.
