El Perdedor (Bachata) (feat. Marco Antonio Solís)
Enrique Iglesias
The Loser (Bachata) (feat. Marco Antonio Solís)
What more do you want from me
If I have passed this test of your love
And I don't have the courage
To escape forever from the pain
Asking for too much
That we continue in this hypocrisy
How much longer can I live
In the same lie?
No
Don't go around boasting, no
That you have stolen my heart
And I have nothing left
Yes
I prefer to be the loser
Who has given you everything
And I have nothing left
I have nothing left
I can't go on
Resisting that strange sensation
That chills my skin
Like winter out of season
Your gaze and mine
Ignoring each other in a distance
Everything loses meaning
And emptiness is better than forgetting
I prefer to let you go
Than to be your prisoner
And don't go around
Saying you own my feelings
No
Don't go around boasting, no
That you have stolen my heart
And I have nothing left
Yes
I prefer to be the loser
Who has given you everything
And has nothing left
No (no)
Don't go around boasting, no (don't go around boasting)
That you have stolen my heart
And I have nothing left
Yes
I prefer to be a loser
Who has given you everything
And has nothing left
I have nothing left
What more do you want from me
If I have passed this test of your love