No Me Quieras Tanto
Isabel Pantoja
Don't Love Me So Much
I was twenty years old
And he was twice my age.
In my breasts there was night
And in his there was dawn.
Before I even thought about it
My desire was fulfilled;
I lacked nothing with him,
He loved me madly,
With all his five senses.
I let myself be loved.
He asked for love, like a beggar,
And I stabbed him,
Without seeing his suffering,
With steel knives.
Don't love me so much,
Don't cry for me;
It's not worth it
For my affection
To make you like this.
I don't know how to love you the same way,
Nor spend my life waiting and enslaved
To that slavery.
Don't be sad,
Dry those tears
You must be happy.
Look at me and learn.
Don't love me so much.
With the years and life
My love has changed,
And now I seek from his lips
What I once despised.
Blinded by affection
I beg him to protect me,
To have mercy on me;
I ask him on my knees, for the glory of his mother
And it's of no use.
Like a beggar I am at his door
And with my words I punish my sorrow
Leaving myself dead.
Don't love me so much,
Don't cry for me;
It's not worth it
For my affection
To make you like this.
I don't know how to love you the same way,
Nor spend my life waiting and enslaved
To that slavery.
Don't be sad,
Dry those tears
You must be happy.
Look at me and learn.
Don't love me so much.
I would be capable of anything in the world
If the love you had for me
Would start again.
For the love of everything,
Dry these tears for me.
I curse the moment I told you:
Don't love me so much!