Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frágil, artist - La Vela Puerca. Album song El Impulso, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Surco Records J.V
Song language: Spanish
Frágil(original) |
Le asustan los ruidos y también la tranquilidad |
Le gustan los mimos, pero respira en soledad |
Se hace fuerte ahí, donde no lo ví |
Y se esconde siempre que hay maldad |
Él vive escondido conversando con su piedad |
Se queda en vilo para no tener que soñar |
Y ahuyenta sus ganas, luego se las pone a buscar |
Y se enreda ahí, donde sí lo vi |
Y le encanta no poder robar |
Se roba a sí mismo para poder continuar sin probar |
Solo una vez pudo reírse de su contradicción |
Y de volar como si fuera un pez |
Que ahora camina cumpliendo una misión |
Solo una vez pudo aguantarse de querer existir |
Logró burlarse del sentido común |
Y de las cosas que no saben morir |
Buscando descalzo él siempre encuentra un aluvión |
Y solo se cubre con los restos de una canción |
Se remienda ahí con su bisturí y de pronto, todo es ilusión |
Se abraza, se cuida y se estrella como un avión sin razón |
Solo una vez pudo reírse de su contradicción |
Y de volar como si fuera un pez |
Que ahora camina cumpliendo una misión |
Solo una vez pudo aguantarse de querer existir |
Logró burlarse del sentido común |
Y de las cosas que no saben morir |
(translation) |
He is scared by noises and also by tranquility |
He likes pampering, but he breathes in solitude |
It becomes strong there, where I did not see it |
And it hides whenever there is evil |
He lives hidden conversing with his piety |
He stays in suspense so as not to have to dream |
And he drives away his desire, then he starts looking for them |
And he gets tangled up there, where I did see him |
And he loves that he can't steal |
He steals himself so he can continue without trying |
He only once could laugh at his contradiction |
And to fly as if he were a fish |
That he now walks fulfilling a mission |
Only once could he hold back from wanting to exist |
He managed to flout common sense |
And of the things that don't know how to die |
Searching barefoot he always finds a barrage |
And he just covers himself with the remains of a song |
He mends himself there with his scalpel and suddenly everything is an illusion |
He hugs himself, takes care of himself and crashes like a plane for no reason |
Only once could he laugh at his contradiction |
And to fly as if he were a fish |
That he now walks fulfilling a mission |
Only once could he hold back from wanting to exist |
He managed to flout common sense |
And of the things that don't know how to die |