¿Por qué me habrás besado? [English translation]

Why you don't say a thing when you see

I'm getting wrong.

Why you don't say a thing when you see

we're taking distance.

It looks like are splitting the roads

that you and I follow.

Maybe the rain that falls too hard, doesn't wet you

and you don't care, don't move, don't get excited,

and your mouth to me, it still taste like lemon.

Why you don't say a thing when we're alone

in the car.

Why you don't say a thing when we make love

some night.

Why you don't make the effort to talk

and ask me if I'm fine.

Maybe the rain that falls too hard, doesn't wet you

and you don't care, don't move, don't get excited,

and your mouth to me, it still taste like lemon.

Why have you kissed me? Why?

Why have you loved me? Why?

Why have you fooled me?

Tell me why, why.

I don't know by who you took me for. By who?

That I look like a wounded deer. By who?

By who, for luck or disgrace,

occupies the center of my being.

Why have you kissed me? Why?

Why have you loved me? Why?

Why have you fooled me?

Tell me why, why.