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Esta No Es La Primera Vez (This Isn’t the First Time) | Spanish Acoustic Love Ballad | Male Tenor

Esta No Es La Primera Vez (This Isn’t the First Time)” is a Spanish–English acoustic love ballad about a love that feels remembered rather than discovered. Carried by Spanish acoustic guitar and emotional male tenor vocals, the song explores the idea that some loves don’t begin — they return. It speaks of memory beyond time, of wounds that feel inherited, and of a heart that recognizes what the mind has forgotten. This song is for those who believe: Love can feel familiar before it feels new Some promises are made long before we remember them And true love doesn’t disappear — it waits, until it’s found again 🎸 Genre: Spanish Acoustic / Romantic Ballad 🎙️ Vocals: Male (Tenor, raspy, emotional) ❤️ Theme: Love found again, memory, fate, soul-deep connection Lyrics included here. If this song resonated with you, consider liking, commenting, or subscribing — it truly helps independent music reach the hearts meant to hear it. Lyrics: [Intro – Instrumental] (Acoustic guitar. Memory in the air.) [Verse 1] I don’t know why it already hurts, As if my heart once bleed. It’s like silence knows your name, And my heart keeps calling you. There are wounds not born of flesh, Memories that aren’t my own— But every time I look at you, Something older pulls me home. [Pre-Chorus] I never searched for what came before, But somehow it found me in you. [Chorus] Esta no es la primera vez que te amo, No es la primera vez que mi corazón conoció tu rostro. Se siente como una promesa hecha hace mucho tiempo, Solo que ahora encuentra su lugar. Si amarte significa doler, Elegiría el dolor de nuevo. Porque le enseñaste a mi corazón la verdad: Que el amor nunca desaparece, solo espera... hasta que se vuelva a encontrar. This isn’t the first time I’ve loved you, Not the first time my heart knew your face. It feels like a promise made long ago, Only now finding its place. If loving you is meant to hurt, I would choose the pain again. Because you taught my heart the truth— That love never disappears, It only waits… Until it’s found again. [Verse 2] There are moments I want to step back, Not because I don’t want this— But because I’m afraid of the feeling, Like something I once released And my heart bleeds, for you. I don’t know where I dreamed of you, Or when I let you go— But every beat inside my heart. Feels like an answer I’ve always known. [Pre-Chorus] If this is a memory from another life, Let me make it real this time. [Chorus] Esta no es la primera vez que te tomo de la mano, Ni la primera vez que te elijo para quedarme. Parece que te elegí antes, Aunque haya olvidado ese día. Si el mundo se interpone en nuestro camino, Ya no volveré atrás. Porque le demostraste a mi corazón herido que el amor, incluso con cicatrices, Siempre encuentra su camino De vuelta a casa, a ti. This isn’t the first time I’ve held your hand, Not the first time I chose you to stay. It feels like I chose you before, Even if I forgot the day. If the world stands in our way, I won’t turn back anymore. Because you proved to my wounded heart— That love, even when it’s scarred, Still finds its way Back home to you. [Bridge] If sometimes I hold you too tight, It’s Because I don’t want you gone— Not this time, I won’t let go of you. If my voice ever begins to shake, It isn’t doubt or fear— It’s loving you beyond this time, Beyond what we can keep. [Final Chorus] Esta no es la primera vez, y sé que no será la última. En cada vida que me dan, eres la elección que volveré a hacer. Si el amor recuerda lo que la mente olvida, si el corazón sabe esperar, en cada momento, en cada vida, estás donde volveré... siempre. This isn’t the first time, And I know it won’t be the last. In every life I’m given, You’re the choice I’ll make again. If love remembers what the mind forgets, If the heart knows how to wait— Through every time, through every life, You’re where I will return… Always. [Outro – Instrumental] (Piano fades.) (Love remains.)