El Pasado Es Pasado

You never tire of seeing my embarrassed face,
you talk and talk and you don't forget the past,
do I ask you how many kissed you,
I would spend my life sad and bitter,
I better go to bed peacefully thinking that I love you,
If I could have chosen my destiny,
from my first heartbeat I would have gone with you,
to tell you that you are the most perfect being
CHORUS
But I can't take it anymore,
whenever you come to humiliate me with my past,
I don't have that list of the mouths I've kissed,
Nor the certificate that no one has touched me...
And I can't stand any more humiliations or indirect answers
the past doesn't make people right,
it's the feeling of the present that counts...
If you were kissed before, I swear I forgot it,
if I was touched, I swear I forgot too
But I can't take it anymore,
whenever you come to humiliate me with my past,
I don't have that list of the mouths I've kissed,
Nor the certificate that no one has touched me,
Ay yayay

I have never tried to look for traces of your port,
it's insinuating that in your yesterday you didn't do the right thing,
when I finally looked at you, I found a calendar,
they were your future days and not those of the past,
because the days lived can't be returned
The day can't go back to the minute that passes,
the year is aging and can't do anything,
and I can't erase the past from your days
CHORUS
But I can't take it anymore,
whenever you come to humiliate me with my past,
I don't have that list of the mouths I've kissed,
Nor the certificate that no one has touched me...
And I can't stand any more humiliations or indirect answers
the past doesn't make people right,
it's the feeling of the present that counts...
If you were kissed before, I swear I forgot it,
if I was touched, I swear I forgot too
But I can't take it anymore,
whenever you come to humiliate me with my past,
I don't have that list of the mouths I've kissed,
Nor the certificate that no one has touched me,
And I can't stand any more humiliations or indirect answers
the past doesn't make people right,
it's the feeling of the present that counts...
Ay yayay