Duele, Duele

Olga Tañon
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Siempre hablando de mí que me adoras,

Always talking about me, saying you adore me,

que un diablo en la casa te formas,

that you become a devil at home,

siendo hipocrita cuando en la calle

being hypocritical when on the street

arrastrado y borracho...

dragged and drunk...

un desastre, nunca llegas temprano a tu casa,

a disaster, you never come home early,

siempre andando entre piernas y faltas,

always wandering among legs and faults,

tu familia te vale madre.

your family doesn't matter to you.

tus mujeres tus amigos menos, recójete.. oye

your women, your friends, less, gather yourself... listen


Duele duele, en mi piel tu herida

It hurts, it hurts, your wound on my skin,

duele duele vos sos porqueria,

it hurts, it hurts, you are garbage,

duele duele, duele que me miren en la cara

it hurts, it hurts, it hurts when they look at me in the face

y me digan que tú, que tú no sirves pa' nada

and tell me that you, that you are worth nothing.


Por creerte un chico perfecto,

For thinking yourself a perfect boy,

inventando en la calle tus cuentos,

inventing your stories in the street,

si tu juegas con fuego te quemas,

if you play with fire, you get burned,

y la vieja de este barrio tiene chiborrea...

and the old lady in this neighborhood has chiborrea...


Duele duele, en mi piel tu herida

It hurts, it hurts, your wound on my skin,

duele duele vos sos porqueria,

it hurts, it hurts, you are garbage,

duele duele, duele que me miren en la cara

it hurts, it hurts, it hurts when they look at me in the face

y me digan que tú, que tú no sirves pa' nada

and tell me that you, that you are worth nothing.


Duele duele, en mi piel tu herida

It hurts, it hurts, your wound on my skin,

duele duele vos sos porqueria,

it hurts, it hurts, you are garbage,

duele duele, duele que me miren en la cara

it hurts, it hurts, it hurts when they look at me in the face

y me digan que tú, que tú no sirves pa' nada

and tell me that you, that you are worth nothing.


Si me quisieras un poquito

If you loved me a little,

buena vida me darías

you would give me a good life,

el que ama no maltrata

he who loves does not mistreat,

y yo tengo que salir de aquí

and I have to get out of here.


Duele duele, en mi piel tu herida

It hurts, it hurts, your wound on my skin,

duele duele vos sos porqueria,

it hurts, it hurts, you are garbage,

duele duele, duele que me miren en la cara

it hurts, it hurts, it hurts when they look at me in the face

y me digan que tú, que tú no sirves pa' nada

and tell me that you, that you are worth nothing.


Ooooohhhh

Ooooohhhh


Duele duele, en mi piel tu herida

It hurts, it hurts, your wound on my skin,

duele duele vos sos porqueria,

it hurts, it hurts, you are garbage,

duele duele, duele que me miren en la cara

it hurts, it hurts, it hurts when they look at me in the face

y me digan que tú, que tú no sirves pa' nada

and tell me that you, that you are worth nothing.

Moderated by Alejandro López
Madrid, España August 2, 2025
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