Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sin Que Sepas de Mí (Gira Geometría del Rayo Concierto Oviedo) , by - Manolo Garcia. Release date: 29.11.2018
Song language: Spanish
Sin Que Sepas de Mí (Gira Geometría del Rayo Concierto Oviedo)(original) |
| No puedo obligarte a que me quieras |
| Sabe Dios que no puedo dejar de quererte |
| La espina del dolor rasga mi pecho |
| Sé que no te alejará la niebla de los días |
| No hay un solo motivo por el que quiera olvidarte |
| Seré, sin molestarte, sin que sepas de mí |
| Gozne que hará girar la puerta de tu sueño |
| Sé que no me olvidarás |
| Sé que no te olvidaré en la niebla de los días |
| Seré, sin que sepas de mí |
| Seré lo que yo quiera ser |
| El deseo en los besos que des |
| Seré lo que tú quieras ser |
| Seré. |
| Sin que sepas de mí |
| El guante que cubra tu mano |
| La mano que arañe tu espalda |
| Alfanje a tu cuerpo ceñido |
| Seré en tus labios su fina curva |
| A tu hoguera de pavesas llego y soy bien recibido |
| Bebe y llénate la copa que te ofrezco siendo otro |
| No te guardo rencor porque hayas abandonado |
| Sé que no te alejarás. |
| Sé que no te alejarás |
| Vives tras tu muralla |
| Seré, sin que sepas de mí |
| Seré lo que yo quiera ser |
| El deseo en los besos que des |
| Seré lo que tú quieras ser |
| Seré. |
| Sin que sepas de mí |
| El guante que cubra tu mano |
| La mano que arañe tu espalda |
| Alfanje a tu cuerpo ceñido |
| Seré en tus labios su fina curva |
| Seré trino irisado de jade |
| Nazarí, palabra de poeta |
| Alfanje bruñido en siglos |
| Blanco de lirios. |
| Aljibe y agua |
| (translation) |
| I can't force you to love me |
| God knows I can't stop loving you |
| The thorn of pain tears through my chest |
| I know that the fog of days will not take you away |
| There is not a single reason why I want to forget you |
| I will be, without bothering you, without you knowing about me |
| Hinge that will turn the door of your dream |
| I know you won't forget me |
| I know I won't forget you in the mist of days |
| I'll be, without you know about me |
| I will be what I want to be |
| The desire in the kisses you give |
| I will be what you want to be |
| I will be. |
| without you knowing about me |
| The glove that covers your hand |
| The hand that scratches your back |
| Cutlass to your body girded |
| I will be on your lips its fine curve |
| I arrive at your ash bonfire and I am well received |
| Drink and fill the cup that I offer you being another |
| I do not hold a grudge against you because you have abandoned |
| I know you won't walk away. |
| I know you won't walk away |
| you live behind your wall |
| I'll be, without you know about me |
| I will be what I want to be |
| The desire in the kisses you give |
| I will be what you want to be |
| I will be. |
| without you knowing about me |
| The glove that covers your hand |
| The hand that scratches your back |
| Cutlass to your body girded |
| I will be on your lips its fine curve |
| I will be iridescent trill of jade |
| Nasrid, word of a poet |
| Cutlass burnished in centuries |
| White of lilies. |
| Cistern and water |