Amarte Es Mi Pecado (en inglés)

Amarte Es Mi Pecado
Loving you like I loved you
Without a limit on the horizon
Is always a dangerous game
Because in the end the one who gave most is the loser

Loving you like I loved you
Emptying my life for you
I wasted a hundred thousand words in the wind
And I gave myself at every moment to make you happy
Loving you is my sin
For not understanding that you were never mine
For the urge to fill this emptiness
That forms between feeling and reason
Loving you is my sin
Loving you like I loved you
Without a limit on the horizon
Is always a dangerous game
Because in the end the one who gave most is the loser
Loving you like I loved you
Emptying my life for you
I wasted a hundred thousand words in the wind
And I gave myself at every moment to make you happy
Loving you is my sin
For not understanding that you were never mine
For the urge to fill this emptiness
That forms between feeling and reason
Loving you is my sin
Loving someone deeply and without boundaries can be a risky endeavor, like a dangerous game where the one who gives the most often ends up feeling like the loser...