Hay De Amores A Amores – Lyrics Meaning in English – Marco Antonio Solís
In “Hay De Amores A Amores,” (There Are Different Kinds Of Love) Marco Antonio Solís delves into the complexities of love and longing. The song reflects on the different types of love, from those that fade away to those that leave an everlasting imprint on the heart. Solís explores the pain of loss and the yearning for the warmth of a past love, where memories linger in the subconscious and a love once forgotten comes rushing back during sleepless nights. The emotional intensity of the song captures the feeling of emptiness left by a love that has departed, and the yearning to fill that void with the presence of the one who once brought joy. With its evocative lyrics, “Hay De Amores A Amores” takes the listener on a journey through love’s most poignant and unforgettable moments.
Singer: Marco Antonio Solís
Hay momentos que mueren en el olvido
Pero hay otros que se guardan para siempre
Unos viven en un corazón herido
Y otros en el subconsciente
Some moments fade into forgetfulness
But others stay with us forever
Some live in a wounded heart
And others in the subconscious
Yo me había resignado a olvidarte
Sin buscar siquiera el menor consuelo
Y hoy le ha dado a mi nostalgia por llamarte
En mis noches de desvelo
I had accepted that I cant forget you
Without even seeking the slightest comfort
But tonight, my longing made me call you
During my sleepless nights
Hay de amores a amores
Los que se olvidan
Y por los que siempre llores
Pero tú qué me diste
Que desde que te fuiste
Mis días son peores
Contigo te llevaste
De mi jardín las flores
There are different kinds of love
Some are forgotten
And others make you cry forever
But what did you give me
That since you left,
My days have only gotten worse?
With you, you took away
The flowers from my garden
Hay deseos y obsesiones
Como buenas y malas intenciones
Pero yo lo que ansío
Es verme en esos ojos
Que llenan mis vacios
Calentar con tu cuerpo
Este inclemente frío
There are desires and obsessions
Like good and bad intentions
But what I long for
Is to see myself in those eyes
That fill my emptiness,
To warm this relentless cold
With your body
