Dime Qué Pasó [English translation]

Tell me what happened

For with the time your love disappeared

All ended, like a flower your affection

Wilted away

Tell me what happened

Why from the night to the morning

The passion left us, all ended

But an error like you not anymore

I keep searching to escape the labyrinth

You are cheating on me, my instinct tells me

I don't know when time made us so distinct

Instead of going improving like red wine

There are ????? loving us

I only see arguments and scandals

But tell me how this happened

If were just one body and one voice

Let's not keep lying

It'll be that the fault was ours

It'll be that I only play to lose

It'll be that life did me a favor this time

It'll be that love is very complicated

Or that we couldn't understand it

It'll be that life did me a favor this time

Say it baby girl

Tell me what happened

For with time your love disappeared

All ended, like a flower your affection

Wilted away

Tell me what happened

Why from the night to the morning

The passion left us all ended

But an error like you not anymore

I prefer loneliness to a love of pity

I don't wish to see you now that our thing ended

All has it's ending but it'll be better

Dress yourself quick they are waiting for you

I gave you all the blue of the sky

And you handed me hell

I even thought that I was your new dawn

I realized that I was only the dusk

Because my heart to cold blood without playing

You stabbed it although a part of my being was stolen

Maybe tomorrow the robber should be thanked

It'll be that the fault was ours

It'll be that I only play to lose

It'll be that life did me a favor this time

It'll be that love is very complicated

Or that we couldn't understand it

It'll be that life did me a favor this time

Say it baby girl

Tell me what happened

For with time your love disappeared

All ended, like a flower your affection

Wilted away

Tell me what happened

Why from the night to the morning

The passion left us all ended

A thief arrived and with time stole her from me

The reality is, that we will take different courses

But the truth is another

For in each course we will join the memories

The confession makes us free

But the memories enslave us