A Ti
Ricardo Arjona
To You
To you, I'm talking to you
To you, the one who doesn't listen
To you, with what you have to spare
Would you give me the light to light up the days
To you, who plays to win me
When you know well that I've lost everything
To you, I'm talking to you
Even if you care little about what I'm saying
To you, I'm talking to you
Even if it's a waste of time
To you, who went so far away
From the rigor of crying and melancholy
If I never told the truth
It was because the truth was always a lie
To you, I'm talking to you
Even if you don't give a damn about what I'm saying
To you, who lacked the courage to fight for yourself
To you, who console yourself by covering yourself in Chanel
With the traces of my kisses
To you, there's nothing left
To you, there's nothing left, nothing
To you, who, out of spite, are thinking with your feet
To you, who left me alone
Even when you were in my company
To you, there's nothing left
To you, there's nothing left
Nothing
To you, I'm talking to you
So deaf and resigned
To you, who sleep with your pride
And let yourself be touched by your cheap resentment
To you, who like to play the martyr
Blaming others for faults that are only yours
To you, I'm talking to you
Because there's no one else who understands what I'm saying
To you, who lacked the courage to fight for yourself
To you, who console yourself by covering yourself in Chanel
With the traces of my kisses
To you, there's nothing left
To you, there's nothing left, nothing
To you, who, out of spite, are thinking with your feet
To you, who left me alone
Even when you were in my company
To you, there's nothing left
And at least I have
This incurable syndrome of loving you so much
To you, there's nothing left
To you, who lacked the courage to fight for yourself
To you, who console yourself by covering yourself in Chanel
With the traces of my kisses
To you, there's nothing left
To you, there's nothing left
Nothing