Chords for Cuanto Duele Que Te Vas

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_ [F#m] Yeah.
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I know you don't want to see me, you don't want to [F#m] see me anymore. _ _
_ [D] Let me beg [Bm] for you, even if it's [E] the last time.
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_ [C#] Let me kiss you, and we'll keep _ our [F#m] distance. _
[B] Even if [F#] it's not the illusion of a rose [E] on your skin. _
If [A] the magic between [E] us is over, I can [F#m] clarify that it has only been in you.
In me [Bm] nothing is stronger than this love, which is my faith [E] and my reason to live. _
You are [A] taking my will, _ tearing [F#m] the seal of my prayer.
_ And you leave [Bm] our story without an end, with nothing [E] to tell the heart. _ _
_ _ How much it hurts [A] to hear that there is nothing to say, that the [D] _ [E] time of this [A] love is over.
That the flower [F#m] withered and that the fruit was not born, having [D] so much [E] life to [A] live.
[E] How much it hurts [A] that you are leaving, when my [F#m] love grew, as immense [D] as the green [E]
blue of [A] the sea.
When the [F#m] morning is about to germinate, you let me [D] _ _ [E] _
[A] feel the dawn. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [E] _ _ _ [A] I _ _
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_ [A] know that my dreams will run _ [F#m] after your skin.
I [F#] _
_ [D] will think [Bm] about you every day, how to [E] speak to God. _ _ _ _
_ [C#] And I will have every _ memory of your body [Fm] and your [F#m] caresses. _
_ [Bm] And I will keep your image as [E] a song.
_ _ How much it hurts to [A] hear that there is nothing to say, that the [D] time [E] of this [A] love is over.
That the flower [F#m] withered and that the fruit was not born, having so [D] much life [E] to live.
How much [A] it hurts that you are leaving, when my [F#m] love grew, as immense [D] as the green [E] blue of [A] the sea.
When the [C#m] morning is about to germinate, you let me [Bm] feel the [E] dawn.
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_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] How much it hurts to hear that there is nothing to [G#m] say, that the [E] time [F#] of this [B] love is over.
That the flower [G#m] withered and that the fruit was not born, having so [C#m] much life [F#] to [B] live.
How much it hurts that you are leaving, when my [G#m] love grew, as immense [E] as the green [F#] blue of [B] the sea.
When the morning [G#m] is about to germinate, you let me feel [E] the [F#] dawn.
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