Anahí "Pobre Tu Alma" lyrics

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Pobre Tu Alma

Tu tienes problemas, lo séDices mi nombre al revésSi llego, ya te vasTe llevas lo que dasTu dices mañana y es hoyHarta de amarte ya estoyTan dulce y tan fatalMiel con limon y sal.

Tu me alteras, me haces bien y malDesespera tu forma de amarNo, no, tu no vas a cambiar.

Besos de fuego, gotas de agua(Noches de hielo, vuelos sin alas)Rosas que duelen, risas que atacan(Tu me matas)Con esas vueltas, con esas garras(Que me destrozan, que me desangran)Pobre tu alma, pobre de tiQuédate sin míQuédate sin mí.

Yo baile en la cuerda por tiDeje que hicieras de míTan solo la mitadDe tu infelicidadTu pisaste mi corazonEntre palabras de amorMentiras de verdadTernura tragica.

Me cansé de ser tu víctimaMe aburrí de tu peliculaNo, no, tu no vas a cambiar.

Besos de fuego, gotas de agua(Noches de hielo, vuelos sin alas)Rosas que duelen, risas que atacan(Tu me matas)Con esas vueltas, con esas garras(Que me destrozan, que me desangran)Pobre tu alma, pobre de tiQuédate sin míQuédate sin mí.

Ya no me tortures másNo me lastimes másFue suficiente enfermedad seguir tu juegoBesos de fuego, gotas de agua, risas que atacanTu me matas

Besos de fuego, gotas de agua(Noches de hielo, vuelos sin alas)Rosas que duelen, risas que atacan(Tu me matas)Con esas vueltas, con esas garras(Que me destrozan, que me desangran)Pobre tu alma, pobre de tiQuédate sin mí.

Besos de fuego, gotas de agua(Noches de hielo, vuelos sin alas)Rosas que duelen, risas que atacan(Tu me matas)Con esas vueltas, con esas garras(Que me destrozan, que me desangran)Pobre tu alma, pobre de tiQuédate sin míQuédate sin mí.

Your Poor Soul

You have problems, I knowYou say my name backwardsIf I arrive, already you goYou get what you giveYou say tomorrow and it is todayAlready I'm fed up with your loveSo sweet and so fatalHoney with lemon and salt.

You alter me, you make me good and badDespairs your kind of loveNo, no, you're not going to change.

Kisses of fire, drops of water(Nights of ice, wingless flight)Roses are hurt, laughs are attack(You kill me)With those laps, with those claws(Which destroyed me, which exsanguinated me)Your poor soul, poor of youStay without meStay without me.

I dance on the rope for youLet you did of meSo only halfOf your unhappinessYou stepped on my heartAmong words of loveLies of truthTenderness tragic.

I got tired of being your victimI got bored of your movieNo, no, you're not going to change.

Kisses of fire, drops of water(Nights of ice, wingless flight)Roses are hurt, laughs are attack(You kill me)With those laps, with those claws(Which destroyed me, which exsanguinated me)Your poor soul, poor of youStay without meStay without me.

Already don't torture me moreDon't hurt me moreIt was enough the disease to follow your gameKisses of fire, drops of water, laughs are attackYou kill me.

Kisses of fire, drops of water(Nights of ice, wingless flight)Roses are hurt, laughs are attack(You kill me)With those laps, with those claws(Which destroyed me, which exsanguinated me)Your poor soul, poor of youStay without me.

Kisses of fire, drops of water(Nights of ice, wingless flight)Roses are hurt, laughs are attack(You kill me)With those laps, with those claws(Which destroyed me, which exsanguinated me)Your poor soul, poor of youStay without meStay without me.

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