Se La Robe y Me La Robaron
Giovanny Ayala (COL)
I Stole It and They Stole It from Me
For stealing what is not mine
I have paid a high price
Just as I stole it
That's how they stole it from me
For cutting flowers in foreign gardens
The flower that was in my house was taken by a gardener
And my bed is so cold without her love
And I'm on the other side of the gate
I stole it and they stole it from me
I took it and they took it from me
This life collects everything
And now I am the payer
I stole it and they stole it from me
I took it and they took it from me
And now I am paying the price when love is lost
And I'm on the other side of the gate
And I'm on the other side of the gate
For stealing what is not mine
I have paid a high price
Just as I stole it
That's how they stole it from me
For cutting flowers in foreign gardens
The flower that was in my house was taken by a gardener
And my bed is so cold without her love
And I'm on the other side of the gate
I stole it and they stole it from me
I took it and they took it from me
This life collects everything
And now I am the payer
I stole it and they stole it from me
I took it and they took it from me
And now I am paying the price when love is lost
And I'm on the other side of the gate
And I'm on the other side of the gate
