Idioma Origen:
Just a walking in the rain
getting soaking wet,
torturing my heart
by trying to forget.
Just a walking in the rain
so alone and blue
all because my heart
still remembers you.
People come to their windows
they always stare at me,
shaking their heads in sorrow
saying, who can that fool be.
Just a walking in the rain
hhinking how we met,
knowing things could change
somehow I can't forget.
People come to their windows
they always stare at me,
and their shaking their heads in sorrow
saying, who can that fool be.
Just a walking in the rain
thinking how we met
and knowing things could change
somehow I can't forget
Idioma Destino:
Just a walking in the rain
getting soaking wet,
torturing my heart
by trying to forget.
Just a walking in the rain
so alone and blue
all because my heart
still remembers you.
People come to their windows
they always stare at me,
shaking their heads in sorrow
saying, who can that fool be.
Just a walking in the rain
hhinking how we met,
knowing things could change
somehow I can't forget.
People come to their windows
they always stare at me,
and their shaking their heads in sorrow
saying, who can that fool be.
Just a walking in the rain
thinking how we met
and knowing things could change
somehow I can't forget