Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hay un universo de pequeñas cosas, artist - Alejandro Sanz. Album song Grandes exitos 1991-2004, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 22.09.2004
Record label: Warner Music Benelux
Song language: Spanish
Hay un universo de pequeñas cosas(original) |
¿Por qué hay estrellas que brillan pero no se ven? |
Y existe gente que nunca llego a conocer |
Aunque los pueda ver |
Son los azules heridos del amanecer |
Se desprenden del cielo, arañándome |
Arañándote, arañándote |
Hay un universo de pequeñas cosas |
Que sólo se despiertan cuando tú las nombras |
Todo lo que es bello está esperando una mirada |
Tengo una caricia que sin ti se me derrama |
Hay un universo hecho de pequeñas cosas |
Que vuelan sobre tu cabeza si las soplas |
Hay atardeceres que no acaban de ponerse |
Hay un mar entero resumiéndose en tu boca |
Y yo te juro, vida mía, que lo surqué |
Pregúntale a tu piel |
Ya no te acuerdas, compañerita mía |
Cuando te hablé de mi universo, ¿ves? |
No me creías, ¿no? |
Que existen los rincones |
Donde el amor esconde |
Todo un universo de pequeñas cosas |
En él me está esperando ella |
De una nube a otra |
No hay una promesa que resista aquellas dudas |
No hay una caricia que le pueda a aquella luna |
Y yo te juro, vida mía, que desde ayer |
La luna está, está en tu piel |
Yo te lo juro, vida mía, te encontraré |
Junto al espacio aquel |
Tú y yo y el cielo, el cielo |
Que existen los rincones |
Donde el amor esconde |
Porque hay estrellas que brillan por ahí, lo sé |
Y existen sitios que nunca pude conocer |
Por eso ven a ver, conmigo el sol aquel |
De plata salpicándonos los mares |
De plata salpicándonos los mares |
De pequeñas cosas |
Hay un universo de pequeñas cosas |
En el que los amargos trenzan flores |
Pa' adornar fronteras |
Hay una mirada que susurra a mis espaldas |
Cuando los secretos o se dicen o se callan |
Si yo te juro, vida mía, que puedo hacer |
De este universo para ti uno bien |
Y tú me juras, vida mía, que puede ser |
Tú y yo y el cielo, el cielo aquel |
Y yo te juro, vida mía, que puedo hacer |
De este universo para ti uno bien |
Y tú me juras, vida mía, que puede ser |
Que existen los rincones |
Las tardes que se ponen… |
(translation) |
Why are there stars that shine but cannot be seen? |
And there are people I never get to know |
Although I can see them |
They are the wounded blues of dawn |
They fall from the sky, scratching me |
scratching you, scratching you |
There's a universe of little things |
They only wake up when you name them |
All that is beautiful is waiting for a glance |
I have a caress that without you spills over me |
There is a universe made of little things |
That fly over your head if you blow on them |
There are sunsets that don't just set |
There is a whole sea summing up in your mouth |
And I swear to you, my life, that I crossed it |
ask your skin |
You don't remember anymore, my little companion |
When I told you about my universe, do you see? |
You didn't believe me, did you? |
that there are corners |
where love hides |
A whole universe of little things |
She is waiting for me in it |
From one cloud to another |
There is no promise that resists those doubts |
There is not a caress that can give that moon |
And I swear to you, my life, that since yesterday |
The moon is, is in your skin |
I swear to you, my life, I will find you |
Next to that space |
You and me and the sky, the sky |
that there are corners |
where love hides |
'Cause there are stars that shine out there, I know |
And there are places that I could never know |
That's why come and see, with me the sun that |
Of silver splashing the seas |
Of silver splashing the seas |
of little things |
There's a universe of little things |
In which bitters braid flowers |
To decorate borders |
There's a look that whispers behind my back |
When secrets are either told or kept quiet |
If I swear to you, my life, what can I do |
From this universe for you a good one |
And you swear to me, my life, that it can be |
You and me and the sky, that sky |
And I swear to you, my life, what can I do |
From this universe for you a good one |
And you swear to me, my life, that it can be |
that there are corners |
The afternoons that get… |