Idioma Origen:
I don't wanna talk
about the things we've gone through,
though it's hurting me now it's history.
I've played all my cards
and that's what you've done too,
nothing more to say, no more ace to play.
The winner takes it all,
the looser standing small
beside the victory,
that's his destiny.
I was in your arms thinking I belonged there,
I figured it made sense building me a fence,
building me a home thinking I'd be strong there,
but I was a fool playing by the rules.
The gods made throw a dice,
their minds as cold as ice.
And someone way down here
looses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
the looser has to fall.
It's simple and it's plain,
why should I complain?
But tell me, does he kiss like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same when he calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you,
but what can I say rules must be obeyed.
The judges will decide the like of me abide,
spectators of the show always staying low.
The game is on again a lover or a friend
a big thing or a small, the winner takes it all.
I don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad,
and I understand you've come to shake my hand.
I apologize if it makes you feel bad,
seeing me so tense, no self-confidence.
But you see...
The winner takes it all...
The winner takes it all...
Idioma Destino:
I don't wanna talk
about the things we've gone through,
though it's hurting me now it's history.
I've played all my cards
and that's what you've done too,
nothing more to say, no more ace to play.
The winner takes it all,
the looser standing small
beside the victory,
that's his destiny.
I was in your arms thinking I belonged there,
I figured it made sense building me a fence,
building me a home thinking I'd be strong there,
but I was a fool playing by the rules.
The gods made throw a dice,
their minds as cold as ice.
And someone way down here
looses someone dear.
The winner takes it all,
the looser has to fall.
It's simple and it's plain,
why should I complain?
But tell me, does he kiss like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same when he calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you,
but what can I say rules must be obeyed.
The judges will decide the like of me abide,
spectators of the show always staying low.
The game is on again a lover or a friend
a big thing or a small, the winner takes it all.
I don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad,
and I understand you've come to shake my hand.
I apologize if it makes you feel bad,
seeing me so tense, no self-confidence.
But you see...
The winner takes it all...
The winner takes it all...