Hello friends of #hive, inhabitants of this beautiful multiverse, we continue in our attempt to sing and for this I bring you a song by the Spanish singer-songwriter, José Luis Perales.
It's about the issue; "You call me" that was playing for more than twenty years and that still reverberates on the radio, to remind us of better times.
I hope you like it.
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Fuente y biografía
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You call me.
You call me To tell me you're leaving That you can't take it anymore That you are already fed up To see him every day To share your bed Sundays football Tucked at home.
You tell me that love As it arrives, it passes And yours left Through the window And you found a place In another bed.
And you have painted your carmine smile And you hung up the bag that he gave you And that dress that you never wore You premiere it today And you go out to the street Looking for love.
And you have painted your carmine smile And you hung up the bag that he gave you And that dress that you never wore You premiere it today And you go out to the street Looking for love.
You call me To tell me that he cheats on you That already of your love Nothing remains That another nest was searched That left your house That you lack caresses In the mornings.
You tell me that love As it arrives, it passes And yours left Through the window And you found a place In another bed.
And you have painted your carmine smile And you hung up the bag that he gave you And that dress that you never wore You premiere it today And you go out to the street Looking for love.
And you have painted your carmine smile And you hung up the bag that he gave you And that dress that you never wore You premiere it today And you go out to the street Looking for love.
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Español.
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Hola amigos de #hive, habitantes de este hermoso multiverso, seguimos en nuestro intento de cantar y para ello les traigo un tema del cantautor Español, José Luis Perales
Se trata del tema; "Me llamás" que estuvo sonando por más de veinte años y que todavía retumba en la radio, para recordarnos mejores tiempos.
Espero sea de su agrado.
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Fuente y biografía
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Me llamas.
Me llamas
Para decirme que te marchas
Que ya no aguantas más
Que ya estás harta
De verle cada día
De compartir su cama
De domingos de fútbol
Metida en casa.
Me dices que el amor
Igual que llega, pasa
Y el tuyo se marchó
Por la ventana
Y que encontró un lugar
En otra cama.
Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regaló
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor.
Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regaló
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor.
Me llamas
Para decirme que te engaña
Que ya de vuestro amor
No queda nada
Que se buscó otro nido
Que abandonó tu casa
Que te faltan caricias
Por las mañanas.
Me dices que el amor
Igual que llega, pasa
Y el tuyo se marchó
Por la ventana
Y que encontró un lugar
En otra cama.
Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regaló
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor.
Y te has pintado la sonrisa de carmín
Y te has colgado el bolso que te regaló
Y aquel vestido que nunca estrenaste
Lo estrenas hoy
Y sales a la calle
Buscando amor.
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