Vicente Fernández - Acá Entre Nos

Por presumir, a mis amigos les conté.
Que en el amor niguna pena me aniquila,
que pa' probarles, de tus besos me olvidé,
y me bastaron unos tragos de tequila.

Les platiqué que me encontré con otro amor,
Y que en sus brazos fui dejando de quererte.
Que te aborrezco desde el día de tu traición
y que hay momentos que he deseado hasta tu muerte.

Acá entre nos, quiero que sepas la verdad,
no te he dejado de adorar, allá en mi triste soledad
me han dado ganas de gritar, salir corriendo
y preguntar qué es lo que ha sido de tu vida.

Acá entre nos, siempre te voy a recordar
y hoy que a mi lado ya no estás no queda más que confesar
que ya no puedo soportar, que estoy odiando sin odiar
porque respiro por la herida.

Y ay Martín no cabe duda que también de dolor se canta
Cuando llorar no se puede.

Acá entre nos, quiero que sepas la verdad,
no te he dejado de adorar, alla en mi triste soledad
me han dado ganas de gritar salir corriendo
y preguntar que es lo que ha sido de tu vida.

Acá entre nos, siempre te voy a recordar
y hoy que a mi lado ya no estás no queda mas que confesar
que ya no puedo soportar que estoy odiando sin odiar
porque respiro por la herida.

Just to show off, I told my friends
That I had no love troubles bringing me down
that to prove it to them, I had forgotten your kisses,
and all I needed were a few shots of tequila.

I told them about having found another romance,
And that in her arms I had stopped loving you.
That I have loathed you since the day you betrayed me
and that there are moments when I’ve even wished you were dead.

Between you and me, I want you to know the truth,
I haven’t stopped adoring you, there in my sad loneliness
I have wanted to scream, run outdoors
and ask what ever happened to you.

Between you and me, I’ll always remember you
and now that you’re no longer by my side, all I have left is to confess
that I can’t stand it anymore, that I’m hating without [really] hating
as I lick my wounds.

And oh Martin, there’s no doubting we sing about pain too
When crying isn’t an option.

Between you and me, I want you to know the truth,
I haven’t stopped adoring you, there in my sad loneliness
I have wanted to scream, run outdoors
and ask what ever happened to you.

Between you and me, I’ll always remember you
and now that you’re no longer by my side, all I have left is to confess
that I can’t stand it anymore, that I’m hating without [really] hating
as I lick my wounds.