Dejar de Quererte

Sin melodía no hay una cancion

Without melody, there is no song

Sin argumento no hay un buen guion

Without a plot, there is no good script

Pero sin ti si hay vida

But without you, there is life

Y al fondo una salida

And in the background, an exit

Una pequeña luz que todo lo ilumina

A small light that illuminates everything

Sin ti yo soy mas grande

Without you, I am larger

Mucho mejor que antes

Much better than before

Que buena idea fue... dejarte y marcharme

What a good idea it was... to leave you and go away

No necesito mas para vivir

I don't need more to live

Que mi guitarra, una canción y a mi

Than my guitar, a song, and myself

Y puedo andar descalzo

And I can walk barefoot

Saltar sobre los charcos

Jump over puddles

Y decidir yo solo cómo, dónde y cuando

And decide alone how, where, and when

No tengo apego a nada

I have no attachment to anything

Me sobran las miradas

I have plenty of glances

Que quieren y no pueden ver esas montañas

That want but cannot see those mountains

El mar es infinito, como tu mala suerte

The sea is infinite, like your bad luck

Que me has perdido, tonta, por querer tenerme

That you have lost me, foolish, for wanting to have me

Querer cortar mis alas, el fruto de mi vientre

Wanting to cut my wings, the fruit of my womb

Que buena idea fue... dejar de quererte

What a good idea it was... to stop loving you

Sin ti me siento mucho mas feliz

Without you, I feel much happier

Y espero que asi seas tu sin mi

And I hope you are like that without me

Que sigas tu camino

That you continue your path

Que yo ya tengo el mio

Because I already have mine

No quiero compartir contigo mi destino

I don't want to share my destiny with you

Tus ojos no merecen mirar lo que yo miro

Your eyes don't deserve to see what I see

Sentir lo que yo siento, vivir lo que yo vivo

Feel what I feel, live what I live

El mar es infinito, como tu mala suerte

The sea is infinite, like your bad luck

Que me has perdido, tonta, por querer tenerme

That you have lost me, foolish, for wanting to have me

Querer cortar mis alas, el fruto de mi vientre

Wanting to cut my wings, the fruit of my womb

Que buena idea fue... dejar de quererte

What a good idea it was... to stop loving you