hablas de mĂ
y al oirte no puedo creer
que estes hablando de mĂ
hablas de mĂ
y al hacerlo tratas de ocultar
lo que he sido para ti
yo que fui más que tu vida
yo que siempre te tenĂa
tan seguro entre mis brazos
yo que cada noche daba
la plenitud de mi alma
si es que tĂş me lo pedias
hablas de mĂ
no es posible alguien pueda creer
lo que cuentas de nosotros
más si algo queda por dentro
algo más que tu despecho
se sincero ante ti mismo
y antes de hablar del pasado
piensa que tal vez un dĂa
quieras volver a mi lado
(Hablas De MĂ)
you're talking about me
and upon hearing you, i can't believe
that you're talking about me
you're talking about me
and in doing so, you're trying to hide
what i've been to you
i, who meant more to you than life itself
i, who always thought i had you securely in my arms
i, who each night gave you the depth of my soul
if you asked it of me
you're talking about me
it's not possible anyone could believe
the things you're saying about us
but if there's anything left inside
something other than your disdain
be honest with yourself
and before you speak of the past
remember one day you might
want to come back to me
