Sad Songs Part Two

[quirky]

*raises right hand*

I hereby promise NOT to read depressing sad song threads.

[Eskarpin]

Jajaja, but if my song has its grace. You set you that the series 8 times they replaced it, therefore the personage died 8 times. Still I remember when they told me: ¿you Know that Chanquete you has died themselves? and I thinking that they spoke of actor I said: ¿Yes? Oh not, in serious? And they free me: jajaja, of course, jajaja, they kill it every year.

[Eskarpin]

Another sad song. .... but with more rhythm. The black shirt


I have the black shirt today my love this of mourning

Today I have at heart a grief and is because of your I bewitch

Today I know that you no longer you want me and that is what more wounds me that I have the black shirt and a
grief that hurts me badly he seems that alone I remained and was pure todita your lie that damned bad luck
mine that that day I found you for drinking of the poison ruffian of your love I remained dying man and full
of pain I breathed of that bitter smoke your good-bye and since you were yourself I alone have…

I have the black because black shirt I have the soul I by you lost the calm and almost I lose to my bed

bed bed caman baby I tell you with pretense

That I have the black shirt and underneath I have the deceased I have the black shirt already your love does
not interest me what yesterday knew me to glory today knows me to pure Wednesday in the afternoon and you that
do not you arrive not even show signs and I with the black shirt and your suitcases in the door
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LA CAMISA NEGRA (Juanes)

Tengo la camisa negra
hoy mi amor esta de luto

Hoy tengo en el alma una pena
y es por culpa de tu embrujo

Hoy sé que tú ya no me quieres
y eso es lo que más me hiere
que tengo la camisa negra
y una pena que me duele
mal parece que solo me quedé
y fue pura todita tu mentira
que maldita mala suerte la mía
que aquel día te encontré
por beber del veneno malevo de tu amor
yo quedé moribundo y lleno de dolor
respiré de ese humo amargo de tu adiós
y desde que tú te fuiste yo solo tengo…

Tengo la camisa negra
porque negra tengo el alma
yo por ti perdí la calma
y casi pierdo hasta mi cama

cama cama caman baby
te digo con disimulo

Que tengo la camisa negra
y debajo tengo el difunto
tengo la camisa negra
ya tu amor no me interesa
lo que ayer me supo a gloria
hoy me sabe a pura
miércoles por la tarde y t ú que no llegas
ni siquiera muestras señas
y yo con la camisa negra
y tus maletas en la puerta