La tortura traducción al Inglés

Ay, payy of mine, keep the poetry
Keep the joy for you

I do not ask that every day be sunny
I do not ask that every Friday is a party
I also do not ask you to come back begging forgiveness
If you cry with dry eyes and talking about her

(Oh, my love, it hurts so much)
How do you say?
(It hurts so much)
To go away without saying where
Oh, my love, it was torture (to lose you)

I know I have not been a saint
but I can fix it, love
Not only of bread the man lives
And no excuses I live

Only from mistakes you learn
And today I know that my heart is yours
You better keep all that.
Another dog with that bone, and we say goodbye

I can not ask for the winter to forgive a rosebush
I can not ask the elm trees to deliver pears
I can not ask the eternal for a mere mortal
And to walk throwing to the pigs thousands of pearls

Oh, my love, oh, it hurts so much
What does it say?
(It hurts so much)
To go away without saying where
Oh, my love, it was torture (to lose you)

I know I have not been a saint
but I can fix it, love
Not only of bread the man lives
And no excuses I live

Only from mistakes you learn
And today I know that my heart is yours
You better keep all that.
Another dog with that bone, and we say goodbye

¡Barranquilleros!

Do not get off do not get off
Hey, bold, look, do not rage
From monday to friday you have my love
Leave me on Saturday, which is better

Hey, my darling, do not punish me any more
Because out there without you, I do not have peace
I'm just a repentant man
And like the bird that returns to its nest

I know I have not been a saint
And I'm not made of cardboard
Not only of bread the man lives
And no excuses I live

Only from mistakes you learn
And today I know that my heart is yours

Ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
Oh, everything I've done for you
It was a torture to lose you
And it hurts so much that it is so
Keep crying sorry
I am not going to cry for you