Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La Terraza, artist - Caramelos de Cianuro. Album song En Vivo 2008, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 16.03.2013
Record label: Caramelos De Cianuro
Song language: Spanish
La Terraza(original) |
Recuerdo que en las noches te solía silbar |
Desde la calle a la ventana |
Te escapabas bordeando el oscuro jardín |
Quién sabe cuantas lunas contemplamos pasar |
Echados en la terraza |
Desde mi casa el cielo se sigue viendo casi igual |
Yo era tu mala influencia |
Tú fuiste mi princesa |
Siempre son frágiles las horas más perfectas |
Quizás me invada la nostalgia |
Por un encuentro imposible |
De las memorias sólo atesoramos lo sublime |
Y ahora todo el mundo me pregunta por ti |
Y yo no quiero explicarles |
No tengo ánimos de parecer amable |
Quién sabe cuantas lunas contemplamos pasar |
Echados en la terraza |
Desde mi casa el cielo se sigue viendo casi igual |
Yo era tu mala influencia |
Tú fuiste mi princesa |
Siempre son frágiles las horas más perfectas |
Quizás me invada la nostalgia |
Por un encuentro imposible |
De las memorias sólo atesoramos lo sublime |
Ha pasado el tiempo esto es lo que siento |
De lo que te digo Dios es mi testigo |
Que con cada noche, que cada mañana |
Que todos los minutos, que todas las semanas |
No dejo de pensar en lo que dijiste |
No dejo de aferrarme a lo que me diste |
No cambia lo que siento, la distancia es como el viento |
No es vivir en el pasado quererte a mi lado |
Es tan sólo tratar de ser sincero conmigo mismo |
Es tan sólo tratar de llenar este vacío |
Que me carcome las entrañas |
Y no me deja vivir si no estas junto a mí |
(translation) |
I remember that at night I used to whistle at you |
From the street to the window |
You escaped skirting the dark garden |
Who knows how many moons we contemplate passing |
lying on the terrace |
From my house the sky is still seen almost the same |
I was your bad influence |
you were my princess |
The most perfect hours are always fragile |
Maybe I'm invaded by nostalgia |
For an impossible encounter |
Of the memories we only treasure the sublime |
And now everyone asks me about you |
And I don't want to explain |
I'm not in the mood to seem nice |
Who knows how many moons we contemplate passing |
lying on the terrace |
From my house the sky is still seen almost the same |
I was your bad influence |
you were my princess |
The most perfect hours are always fragile |
Maybe I'm invaded by nostalgia |
For an impossible encounter |
Of the memories we only treasure the sublime |
Time has passed this is what I feel |
Of what I tell you God is my witness |
That with every night, that every morning |
That every minute, that every week |
I can't stop thinking about what you said |
I can't stop holding on to what you gave me |
It doesn't change what I feel, the distance is like the wind |
It is not living in the past to love you by my side |
It's just trying to be true to myself |
It's just trying to fill this void |
that eats away at my insides |
And it won't let me live if you're not next to me |