La tortura english version shakira biography

Hey baby girl

Save your poetry

Keep your poems and cheer to yourself

I'm not asking that every day be sunny

I'm not asking that there be a party every Friday

Nor do I ask you to come back begging forgiveness

If you're crying with dry eyes,

Speaking about her

Oh my love, it hurts so much

It hurts so much

That you left without saying a word

Oh my love, losing you was torture

I know I haven't been a saint

But I can make it up to you

Man doesn't live on bread alone

Nor do I live on excuses

We only learn from mistakes

And today I know my heart is yours

Better save that for yourself

Take that bone to some other dog

And let's say goodbye

I can't ask winter to spare a rose bush

I can't ask an elm tree to bear pears

I can't ask the eternal of a mere mortal

And go about casting thousands of pearls before swine

Oh my love, it hurts so much

It hurts so much

That you no