skip to main |
skip to sidebar
¿ A dónde vas ?
¿A dónde vas, ternura?
A donde no te puedo ver. Ni acariciar.
Ni s o s t e n e r.
... Es un balde de agua fría tu partir
y
sofocante emancipar.
Este sentir ;
sin embargo, está prohibido l l o r a r .
Rehusándome a morir , me resigno a renunciar.
Cierra la puerta al salir,
Por f(a)vor p r o (m) e t e n(o) regresa(r).
It's a mystery to me how
This fortunate turn of fate
Made me look into your eyes
And vanished all trace of hate.
I don't know how to turn back.
I'm not aware if it's too late;
Not sure whether to take a bow
Or start running towards the gates.
You're my taste of honey,
And my shelter from the rain.
We don't need any money;
Of course we're not afraid of pain.
If I let go of your hand
Or say words I can't contain;
Please try and understand,
It's my first time on Love Lane.
Ever since our eyes met,
There's a damn good reason to sing;
And the only thing to regret
Is giving less than everything.
You are worth this bet,
You are worth the fall.
On your love my eyes are set
And I'm here to take it all.