| Estrella Morente – Volver Lyrics | 15 years ago |
| "Ferrada", quise decir. Lo siento. | |
| Estrella Morente – Volver Lyrics | 15 years ago |
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Traté traducir esa canta muy bella, pero fracasé de manera lamentable. I guess the flickering Of the lights from far away Go marking my return Are they the same ones that lit With your pale reflection Hours of painful waves And although I didn’t Want to love the return I always come back To the first love The old street Where the echo said Your life is yours Your desire is yours Under the scornful look Of the stars With such indifference They see my return today To return… With the withered façade The snows of time Cover my temple To feel… What is a breath of life That twenty years is nothing That the hectic view Wandering in the shadows That searches for and names you To live… With the covered(?) soul A sweet memory That has not returned I’m afraid of finding the past that returns To cope with my life I’m afraid of the nights That thick memories Chain my dream Yet the traveler who escapes Late or early Stops his walk But the obscurity That destroys all Has killed My old illusion Which is hidden The meek hope Is all the fortune In my heart To return… With the withered façade The snows of time Cover my temple To feel… What is a breath of life That twenty years is nothing That the hectic view Wandering in the shadows That searches for and names you To live… With the covered(?) soul A sweet memory That has not returned P.D.: ¿Cómo se dice < |
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| Dave Matthews Band – A Dream So Real Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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I don't know about anyone else, but I'm hearing the lyrics a little differently, based on the best quality version of the song I could find on YouTube: Falling hard Falling fast Somehow landed both feet on the ground A dream so real So inspired I can still smell the smoke and the fire When I'm gone What I fear most unthinkable thing [sic?] Is that somehow I will never again Feel my arms around you Oh, when I'm gone I feel lost, too far away Try remember sometimes Gonna fumble till I find Little things that keep me goin'. A little boy with broken arms He used to dream that he could fly A dream so real That he believed and jumped From the top of the stairs For a moment, he was there Wings spread wide as the sky But then of course The world pulled him down Crash-landed on the ground Oh, when I'm gone I feel lost, too far away Try remember sometimes Gonna fumble till I find The little things that keep me goin'. [Instrumental] Oh, when I'm gone I feel lost, too far away I try remember sometimes Gonna fumble till I find These little things that keep me goin'. With every step If we were sure What the next step could be Then of course we would know Just how we ended up here The we could know How we ended up here Oh, when I'm gone If I feel lost, too far away I try remember sometimes I'm gonna fumble until I find Little things that keep me goin'. Little things that keep me goin'.... "Thank you very much for indulging me!" |
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