Tú me acostumbraste
A todas esas cosas
Y tú me enseñaste
Que son maravilhosas
Sutil llegaste a mí
Como la tentación
Llenando de inquietud
Mi corazón
Yo no concebía
Como se queria
En tu mundo raro
Y por to aprendi
Por eso me pregunto
Al ver que me olvidaste
Por qué no me enseñaste
Cómo se vive… Sin ti?
I could kick my stupid head around the block for only discovering Vargas a mere year ago, two years after her death. Such feeling, charm and weeping in her voice! Why isn't everyone in America listening to her? It's 1 a.m., and she is still thrilling me.
This is a hopeless cry for help, to live through a relationship and lose it, no matter whos fault, and to miss and regret so many things about it... tragic
