Amor Verdadero - León Roots

Tienes todos los espacios Inundados de tu ausencia Inundados de silencio No hay palabras, no hay perdon Tu me tienes olvidado No respondes al llamado No eches tierra a la palabra Me condenas a la nada No me entierres sin perdon Mira corazón que es el engaño Se revierte y hace daño Se revienta en el aire Como pompas de jabon. Como pude haberte yo herido Engañarte y ofendido Alma gemela no te olvido Aunque me arranque el corazón Haaay! el rencor que nos envenena Nos hace daño Aunque no regreses corazón Has de perdonarme El verdadero amor perdona No abandona, no se quiebra No aprisiona, no revienta Como pompas de jabon Un error es algo humano No justifico la traicion Los amantes verdaderos Se comprenden, se aman Y se olvidan del rencor La noche empieza a amotinarse De sueños rotos y el dolor Y me revuelco en la cama Aferrandome a la nada Implorando tu perdon Mira corazón cuanto te extraño Pasan dias, pasan años Y mi vida se revienta Como pompas de jabon Como pude haberte yo herido Engañarte y ofendido Alma gemela no te olvido Aunque me arranque el corazón Haaay! el rencor que nos envenena Nos hace daño Aunque no regreses corazón Has de perdonarme El verdadero amor perdona No abandona, no se quiebra No aprisiona, no revienta Como pompas de jabon El verdadero amor perdona El verdadero amor perdona Si el amor es verdadero No se quiebra, no abandona Si el amor es verdadero No se quiebra, no abandona

Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Amigo pide otra copa, caramba Que este cantor te convida Que aunque a ustedes no le importa Voy a hacerles la historia de mi vida: Amé mucho a una mujer De mi alma la más querida Me traicionó la perdida, caramba Que ingrato y mal proceder Ella me hizo beber Ella me hizo un perdido A la droga me tiré, amigo mío Y a la cárcel fui llevado Los amigos me olvidaron Sólo a mi madre lloraba A Dios pedía y rogaba Que se salvara su hijo Recuerden lo que les digo Que en la prisión y en la cama Sólo nuestra madre nos ama, caramba No hay dinero, no hay amigos Linda guajira, ¡mi son te llama! Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Y al piano, don Rubén González Oye Compay Mira quien viene por ahí Compay Barbarito Torres Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar Las dos palabras que más Me llenan de regocijo Es cuando me dicen hijo Es cuando digo mamá Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar La madre es un surtidor De miel que nunca se cierra Es un astro en la tierra Brilla mucho más que el sol Guajira, El son te llama A bailar, a gozar No le teme a la negrura Del vicio y todo su espanto Pienso en mi madre y su encanto Me cubre con su ternura

Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots I believe in our fate, we don't need to fake It's all we wanna be, watch me freak I say we're growing every day, getting stronger in every way I'll take you to a place where we shall find our Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Rain, bring me the strength to get to another day And all I want to see, set us free Why can't you see? Can't you feel? This is real I pray, we don't need to change our ways to be saved That's all we wanna be, watch us freak

Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots I believe in our fate We don't need to fake It's all we wanna be Watch me freak I say we're growing every day Getting stronger in every way I'll take you to a place Like honesty Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Rain bring me the strength To get to another day And all I want to see Set us free WhyCan't you see Can't you feel This is real Ahh I pray we don't need to change Our ways to be saved That all I want to be Watch me freak

Now I can say that, ah, they was not expecting this I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Go to church e'ry Sunday just to hear the preacher man And then she gone, but then she be right, uh, hold up I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Hold ya down when them hard times come And she never let nothing come between you, God and her purpose (Rae) God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money, but still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (God bless) Yeah, love this one They don't never give you credit when the credit is due And you don't have to have the compliments to know that it's true You walk around like you're confident in what you got goin' Like a boss 'cause you already know that it's you Work hard for the money when your pocket's a drought (yep) Being careful with the words coming outta ya mouth Country girl with a lil' slang whenever she talk and kinda sassy 'Cause she know what she talkin' about, yeah God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town (raise it up) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money (workin' hard for the money) But still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots (yeah) God bless them girls with some roots (girl in boots) C'mon on, Lathan, let's bring it to 'em It don't matter who she around (nope) She'll still be the same person in front of any crowd Too classy to run with the fakes And she walk like she got it going on with her own lil' style, c'mon Rae (oh stop it) God bless them girls with some roots (bless it up, yeah) Raised in a small town (small town) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (got them boys really shakin') (yes, ma'am) And workin' hard for the money (workin' hard, I see you workin' hard for it) But still bringing home honey (still bring home the honey) A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess (yeah, I see ya right there, ooh) God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (some roots, yeah) God bless them girls with some roots

I'm still running 33's up underneath this truck Even though rush hour concrete is the only place I'm getting stuck Ain't on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days I still catch myself looking up at the sky Praying for a little rain No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots There's still that back-home part of me, that can't help but see things a little different Like how there ain't no need to put a 'G' on the end of huntin' or fishin' And I still got granddaddy's bible, his old rifle and his name But I also got his pour a little more Coarsin' through my veins No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots I can't outrun these roots Thank God I can't They're tangled up in every part of who I am Without 'em I know I don't stand a chance I can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots