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Quisiera amarte menos

Singer: Francisco CANAROSinger 2: Ernesto FamáComposer: Francisco CanaroAuthor: Luis César Amadori

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Lyrics
Primavera de mis veinte abriles,
relicario de mi juventud,
un cariño ignorado soñaba
y ese sueño ya se que eras tú...
Cuántas veces rogaba al destino
ser esclavo de mi sueño azul.
Hoy que se lo que cuesta un cariño
ya no puedo con mi esclavitud.

Quisiera amarte menos,
no verte más quisiera,
salvarme de esta hoguera,
que no puedo respirar.
No quiero este cariño
que no me da descanso,
pues sufro si te alcanzo
y luego no se vivir.
Quisiera amarte menos,
porque esta vida ya no es vida,
mi vida está perdida
de tanto quererte.
No se si necesito
tenerte o perderte.
Yo se que te he querido
más de lo que he podido.
Quisiera amarte menos
buscando el olvido,
y en vez de amarte menos,
¡te quiero mucho más!

Ya lo se que entre dos que se quieren
el cariño distinto ha de ser.
Mientras uno da entera su vida,
otro sólo se deja querer.
Ya lo se, y sin embargo no puedo
Conformarme con quererte yo.
Tengo miedo que nunca termine
esta dura condena de amor.
English translation
Spring of my twenties,
reliquary of my youth,
an unknown affection I dreamed of
and that dream I know it was you...
How many times I begged destiny
to be a slave of my blue dream.
Today that I know what a love costs
I can no longer with my slavery.

I would like to love you less,
I'd like to see you no more,
to save myself from this bonfire,
that I can't breathe.
I don't want this affection
that gives me no rest,
for I suffer if I reach you
and then I don't know how to live.
I would like to love you less,
because this life is no longer life,
my life is lost
of loving you so much.
I don't know if I need
to have you or to lose you.
I know that I have loved you
more than I could.
I would like to love you less
looking for oblivion,
and instead of loving you less,
I love you much more!

I know that between two who love each other
the affection must be different.
While one gives his whole life
the other only lets himself be loved.
I know that, and yet I cannot
Be content with loving you myself.
I'm afraid that I'll never end
this hard condemnation of love.

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