Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reno, artist - Alberto Iglesias. Album song Los Amantes del Círculo Polar (B. S. O.), in the genre Музыка из фильмов
Date of issue: 15.07.2014
Record label: Sogecine
Song language: Spanish
Reno(original) |
Es tanto lo que me pregunto |
Y no me siento bien |
Vo-lando por segundos |
Cómo un avión de papel |
Ya es la segunda vez que he dejado pasar el tren |
Pe-pero a su destino no me llevarán lo se Tanto en lo que me pregunto |
Y no me siento bien |
Vo-lando por segundos |
Cómo un avión de papel |
Ya es la segunda vez que he dejado pasar el tren |
Pe-pero a su destino no me llevarán lo se Dime que quieren |
Lo que me depara |
Viviendo en un sueño |
Sin pensar en nada |
Luego hablan de rama |
Vaya faena |
Fumense un peli |
Y váyanse a la cama |
Dicen que saben de todo |
Pero se equivocan |
Pues no van más allá |
Miren mi estrella |
Allí deje huella |
Para quien suba hasta arriba |
Y pueda contemplarla |
Cuantas ganas de volver a aquel principio |
Verlo diferente pues todo a cambiado al máximo |
No es lógico si trágico |
Vuestro comportamiento son |
Una mala gama de influencias para todos |
Y es tanto lo que me pregunto que no me siento bien |
Vo-lando a ras del suelo como un avión de papel |
A punto de estrellarse así que corre y soplale |
Que vuelva a coger vuelo |
Pues no volará con fe Y es tanto lo que me pregunto que no me siento bien |
Vo-lando a ras de suelo como un avión de papel |
A punto de estrellarse así que corre y soplale |
Que vuelva a coger vuelo |
Pues no volará con fe Arto |
Loco y más que Arto |
Jugando a la suerte con la muerte y la verdad |
Que no es pa' tanto |
Parto |
Hacia un nuevo puerto estoy arto |
Dame algún motivo para no ponerme a salvo |
Co-co-corro con paz hacia mi objetivo |
Quien diga lo contrario no sabe lo que escribo |
Mira primo |
Sigo combatiendo en el filo |
Conociendo cada parte al instante y me piro |
Co-comnfío en los míos y en pocos más |
Así logro que la mierda no me pueda salpicar |
Mirando pa' lante jamás pa' tras |
Biri Biri Biri va Van buscando una salida |
Yo ya me encuentro a fuera y la verdad se me pira |
Conocía cada parte de tu via |
Por eso estaba en el anden casi todos los días |
Y es tanto lo que me pregunto que no me siento bien |
Vo-lando a ras del suelo como un avión de papel |
A punto de estrellarse así corre y soplale |
Que vuelva a coger vuelo |
Pues no volará con fe Y es tanto lo que me pregunto que no me siento bien |
Vo-lando a ras del suelo como un avión de papel |
A punto de estrellarse así corre y soplale |
Que vuelva a coger vuelo |
Pues no volará con fe |
(translation) |
It's so much that I wonder |
And I do not feel well |
flying by seconds |
Like a paper plane |
It's already the second time I've let the train pass |
B-but they won't take me to their destination I know so much that I wonder |
And I do not feel well |
flying by seconds |
Like a paper plane |
It's already the second time I've let the train pass |
B-but to their destination they will not take me what I know Tell me what they want |
what's in store for me |
Living in a dream |
without thinking about anything |
Then they talk about branch |
what a job |
smoke a movie |
and go to bed |
They say they know everything |
But they're wrong |
Well, they don't go further |
look at my star |
I left a mark there |
For those who climb to the top |
And I can look at it |
How much I want to return to that beginning |
See it differently because everything has changed to the maximum |
It is not logical if tragic |
your behavior are |
A bad range of influences for everyone |
And it's so much that I wonder that I don't feel right |
Flying low to the ground like a paper plane |
About to crash so run and blow it |
to take flight again |
Well it won't fly with faith And it's so much I wonder that I don't feel right |
Flying low to the ground like a paper plane |
About to crash so run and blow it |
to take flight again |
Well, he will not fly with faith Arto |
Crazy and more than Arto |
Gambling with death and truth |
That is not for so much |
Birth |
Towards a new port I'm fed up |
Give me some reason not to be safe |
I-I-I run with peace towards my goal |
Whoever says otherwise does not know what I write |
look cousin |
I keep fighting on the edge |
Knowing every part instantly and I'm gone |
I co-trust mine and a few others |
That's how I make sure that the shit can't splash on me |
Looking forward, never backwards |
Biri Biri Biri goes They go looking for a way out |
I already find myself outside and the truth escapes me |
I knew every part of your way |
That's why I was on the platform almost every day |
And it's so much that I wonder that I don't feel right |
Flying low to the ground like a paper plane |
About to crash so run and blow him |
to take flight again |
Well it won't fly with faith And it's so much I wonder that I don't feel right |
Flying low to the ground like a paper plane |
About to crash so run and blow him |
to take flight again |
For it will not fly with faith |