El juego terminó (en inglés)

El juego terminó
Every Sunday to midnight,
the rhythm Cha-cha-cha is listened,
nobody knows as the hours to happen,
dancing in the club of the cha-cha-cha,

Move your waist moon oh, if!
give me a little bit more than your heat.
And we dance soft, apretadito,
very despacito, the rich rhythm,
of the cha-cha-cha,
dancing the cha-cha-cha,
dancing the cha-cha-cha,
Always same, the alone love is pain, without pardon,
I looked for you, without thinking that you were your, my great love.
And at the end, there was a loser, the game baby ended,
game ended, and I finish.
Choir
I will always be, begin again,
I will remember, your smile with you cry,
I will attempt that this with me your freedom,
sad memory your good-bye and the silence that he/she left.
I will dream, your heat although you are not, near me,
it was a great error, using our friendship, to cling to tí,
I don't know that to say, my hands sleep when remaining silent,
the sentences have already worn out, and in my skin I have kept,
tí memories.

Choir
I will always be, begin again,
I will remember, your smile with you cry,
I will attempt that this with me your freedom,
You were my road without end that that I traveled never,
you very well that it is not easy, (you very well that it is not easy),
to understand like I am, (to understand like I am),
my madness, I already know it, but I need, but I need love.
Choir
I will always be, to return.