Háblame Claro
Pepe Aguilar
Speak Clearly to Me
Speak clearly to me, don't tell me more stories
I'm sure you're keeping something serious
I'm insecure, but tend to be mature
That's why I ask you to come out of the dark
Don't be afraid, you can't be violent
When pride has been left on the ground
It's better for you to tell me you don't love me
Than to keep dragging me into the sea
So tell me calmly, while I'll adjust
My head on this guillotine
Think that I'm the guilty one and you're just the judge
And end this horrible nightmare
It's better for you to tell me: I don't love you
Than to keep dragging me on the ground
I've been told, how hard it is to imagine
If there's another man, you just have to say it
It's better for you to tell me:
