‘‘ Quién bien te quiere te hará llorar’’

CHORUS: What causes me sorrow is my problem, don't question my situations anymore, don't ask me anymore what's wrong? Nothing, nothing's wrong, that's so you can leave. Nothing, nothing's wrong, that's so you can leave. I think you treat me with hypocrisy. What do you want to know, oh, about my life? That you love me well, that's a lie. Nothing, nothing's wrong, that's so you can leave. Nothing, nothing's wrong, that's so you can leave. Oh, to him who hasn't suffered, who hasn't had a day of disappointment. Oh, life isn't so easy, sometimes the one who loves you most will make you cry. Don't tell me you're dying, that you cry for me. Nobody's going to die, much less now. What do you want to know? Nothing's wrong, nothing, nothing's wrong, that's so you can leave. Nothing, nothing's wrong, that's so you can leave. Nothing, nothing's wrong. VOICE 1: Don't pry into my affairs, they're my problems. CHORUS: Nothing, nothing's wrong. VOICE 1: What do you want to know? What do you want to know? CHORUS: Nothing, nothing's wrong. CHORUS: Nothing, nothing's wrong. VOICE 1: I'm having a great time. What do you want to know about me? CHORUS: Nothing, nothing's wrong. VOICE 1: Oh, come on, gentlemen, so you can enjoy yourselves as much as I am. CHORUS: Nothing, nothing's wrong. VOICE 1: Luck is fickle, anyone can lose. CHORUS: Nothing, nothing's wrong. VOICE 1: Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, over there, over there. CHORUS: He who truly loves you will make you cry. VOICE 1: I was crying so much it was pitiful. CHORUS: You see, he who truly loves you will make you cry. VOICE 1: For the love of Magdalena. CHORUS: You see, he who truly loves you will make you cry. VOICE 1: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, what pain, Mama. CHORUS: You see, the one who truly loves you will make you cry. VOICE 1: That's why now, the one who truly loves you will make you cry. CHORUS: You see, the one who truly loves you will make you cry. (…)

CORO: Lo que a mí me causa pena,
es mi problema,
no me cuestiones más
mis situaciones,
no me preguntes más
que ¿qué me pasa?

Nada,
no pasa nada,
eso es para que,
para que te vayas.

Nada,
no pasa nada,
eso es para que,
para que te vayas.

Me parece que me tratas con
hipocresía.
¿Qué quieres tú saber,
ay, de mi vida?
Que tú me quieres bien,
eso es mentira.

Nada,
no pasa nada,
eso es para que,
para que te vayas.

Nada,
no pasa nada,
eso es para que,
para que te vayas.

Ay, de aquel que no ha sufrido,
que un día no ha tenido
una decepción.

Ay, la vida no es tan fácil
a veces quien te quiere más
te hará llorar.

No me digas que te mueres
que por mí lloras.
Nadie se va a morir
menos ahora.

¿Qué quieres tú saber?
No pasa nada,
nada,
no pasa nada,
eso es para que
para que te vayas.

Nada,
no pasa nada,
eso es para que
para que te vayas.

Nada,
no pasa nada.

VOZ 1: No me averigües más,
son mis problemas.
CORO: Nada,
no pasa nada.
VOZ 1: ¿Qué cosas quieres saber?
¿Qué cosas quieres saber?
CORO: Nada,
no pasa nada.
CORO: Nada,
no pasa nada.
VOZ 1: Yo estoy gozando.
¿Qué cosas quieres saber de mí?
CORO: Nada,
no pasa nada.
VOZ 1: Ay, pero vengan, señores para que gocen igual que yo.
CORO: Nada,
no pasa nada.
VOZ 1: La suerte es loca, a cualquiera le toca perder.
CORO: Nada,
no pasa nada.
VOZ 1: No pasa nada,
no pasa nada, para allá, para allá.

CORO: Quien bien te quiere, te hará llorar.
VOZ 1: Lloraba que daba pena.
CORO: Ya ves,
quien bien te quiere, te hará llorar.
VOZ 1: Por amor a Magdalena.
CORO: Ya ves,
quien bien te quiere, te hará llorar.
VOZ 1: Ay, ay, ay,
ay, ay, ay,
ay, ay, ay, qué dolor, mamá.
CORO: Ya ves,
quien bien te quiere, te hará llorar.
VOZ 1: Por eso ahora
quien bien te quiere, te hará llorar.
CORO: Ya ves,
quien bien te quiere, te hará llorar.
(…)