Ricardo Arjona - Se nos muere el amor (cover) || By @edwardstobia

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Published on Aug 27, 2020

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Saludos amigos || Greetings friends

Sigo asumiendo nuevos retos para mí así que este año a pesar de todas las circunstancias que nos han ocurrido este año, no todo podemos verlo con mala cara. Estoy seguro que en casa has aprendido algo nuevo, has compartido más con la familia, has ajustado algunas cosas de la casa que tenias años queriendo hacer y no tenias el tiempo para hacerlo, seguro te has puesto a ver clases online de marketing, guitarra, literatura, producción o que se yo. En mi caso, he estado asiendo un poquito de todo. Y por supuesto que una de las cosas que no dejo de aprender y estudiar en el canto. Sin pena les digo que poco a poco iré mejorando mi técnica vocal. Ya me conocen y mi constancia y la de todos, es la mayor arma que tenemos para vencer cualquier obstáculo que tengamos. Aquí les estoy presentando otra canción del cantante Ricardo Arjona. Espero les guste y por supuesto, espero leer sus comentarios. Gracias a todos por leer, escucharme y apoyarme a seguir creciendo como cantante, persona y artista.

^{I continue to take on new challenges for me so this year, despite all the circumstances that have happened to us this year, we can't see everything looking bad. I am sure that at home you have learned something new, you have shared more with your family, you have adjusted some things of the house that you had years wanting to do and you did not have the time to do it, for sure you have started to see online classes of marketing, guitar, literature, production or what I know. In my case, I've been taking a little bit of everything. And of course, one of the things that I don't stop learning and studying is singing. Without shame I tell you that little by little I will be improving my vocal technique. You already know me and my perseverance and that of all of us, is the greatest weapon we have to overcome any obstacle we have. Here I am presenting another song by the singer Ricardo Arjona. I hope you like it and of course, I hope to read your comments. Thank you all for reading, listening and support me to continue growing as a singer, person and artist.}

Me agradan sus profundas composiciones, inspiradas en lecciones que le ha dado la vida. Y disculpen si alguien aquí se siente aludido, pero hay quienes jamas entenderán sus canciones por que no distinguen un verbo de un sustantivo.

^{I like his profound compositions, inspired by lessons he has learned from life. And forgive me if anyone here feels alluded to, but there are those who will never understand your songs because they cannot distinguish a verb from a noun.}

Letra// Lyric:

Se nos muere el amor, tiene fiebre de frió. Se nos cayó de la cama, cuando lo empujó el hastió. Y esta enfermo de muerte, el mismo que era tan fuerte. Tiene anemia de besos, tiene cáncer de olvido, y por si fuera poco, tiene ganas, de morir. Se nos muere el amor. Se nos mueren las ganas. Las vemos agonizando convulsionando entre las sábanas. Y no existe un vino tinto. Que nos reviva el instinto. Se nos muere la magia, la pasión, la locura. Ay amor traicionero. Viniste pa' jorobarnos. Yo sobrevivía sin ella y ella era feliz sin mi. Ay amor con el tiempo te nos has oxidado. Ay amor susceptible, ay amor delicado. Ay amor no te mueras, o muérete de un trancazo. Que no hay peor agonía, que la que es de paso en paso. Se nos muere el amor. Se le acabo la ternura. Y a la libertad, la convertimos en dictadura. Se contagio de costumbre. Le falto fuego a la lumbre. Se nos mueren los sueños, los versos, los besos. Ay amor implacable, yo ya no sé que prefiero. Que me odie de corazón o que me ames, sin amor. Ay amor con el tiempo te nos has oxidado. Ay amor susceptible, ay amor delicado. Ay amor no te mueras o muérete de un trancazo. Que no hay peor agonía, que la que es de paso en paso. Si todo era tan bello dime amor que nos pasa. Hoy ya no somos ni amigos no cabemos en casa. Ay amor tan ingrato. Quítame solo una duda, si eres tu el que te mueres, o soy yo el que te mato.

^{Love is dying, he has a cold fever. He fell out of bed, when he was pushed by the jack-of-all-trades. And he is sick to death, the same one who was so strong. He has kissing anemia, he has cancer of forgetfulness, and to top it off, he has a death wish. Love is dying. Our desire is dying. We see them agonizing, convulsing between the sheets. And there is no red wine. That revives our instinct. We are dying of magic, passion, madness. Oh treacherous love. You came to hump us. I survived without her and she was happy without me. Oh love, with time you have rusted us. Ay amor sensible, ay amor delicado. Woe to love, don't die, or get beaten to death. That there is no worse agony, than that which is from step to step. Love dies on us. Tenderness is over. And we turn freedom into a dictatorship. It is contagious as usual. The fire is missing. Our dreams, our verses, our kisses die. Oh implacable love, I don't know what I prefer anymore. That you hate me from the heart or that you love me, without love. Oh love, with time you have become rusty. Ay sensitive love, ay delicate love. Oh love don't die or die in a stranglehold. That there is no worse agony, than that which is from step to step. If everything was so beautiful, tell me what happens to us. Today we are no longer friends and we cannot fit in the house. Oh love so ungrateful. Take away just one doubt, if you are the one who dies, or I am the one who kills you.}