Lisa Bendau and Panagiotis Katanias -Si la llegaran a Ver

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Por un recuerdo que me sigue siempre, por un pasado que borrar no puedo, es esta pena cruel, es este gran amor, que nunca, nunca, deja ya de florecer. Por esos días de felices horas, en mis desvelos, siempre, siempre están. Tú eres mi mal sentimental y yo un triste atardecer. Si la llegaran a ver, si la llegaran a hablar, que no sepa que aún yo tengo su querer igual, igual clavado como ayer. Si la llegaran a ver, si la llegaran a hablar, yo no quiero que le digan de que aún está en mi corazón. La tarde triste se revuelve en lluvia y yo, muy solo, en mi ventana sueño, golpeando en el cristal, las hojas al caer, aumenta mi enorme decepción sentimental. Ausencia enorme, soledad inmensa, recuerdo triste, nudo de emoción. Tú ya ni te acordarás de mi yo en cambio pienso en ti.

English

For a memory that always follows me, For a past that I can't erase, it's this cruel sorrow, it's this great love, that never, never, never stops blooming. For those days of happy hours, in my sleepless nights, they are always, always there. You are my sentimental evil and I am a sad sunset. If you were to see her, if they were to speak to her, may she not know that I still I still have her love the same, the same as yesterday. If they were to see her, if they were to speak to her, I don't want them to tell her that she is still in my heart. The sad afternoon turns to rain and I, all alone, at my window I dream, hitting on the glass, the falling leaves, my enormous sentimental disappointment increases. Enormous absence, immense loneliness, sad memory, knot of emotion. You won't even remember me anymore I think of you instead.