Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Por bandera, artist - Alejandro Sanz. Album song Alejandro Sanz 3, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 25.09.1995
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Por bandera(original) |
Tanto superman de importacin |
Tanto convenio internacional |
Le dej? |
sin juventud |
Y le dio un fusil y poco ms. |
Un billete de ida hacia un lugar |
Que no saba ni pronunciar |
Con la excusa echa oficial de Disparar un nombre de la paz. |
Y ahora que regresa |
Un ao despus |
En el mismo tren |
Sigue sin comprender |
Por qu? |
tenemos que luchar |
Si queda tanto amor vencido por ganar, |
Y tanto amor vencido que tiene |
Por bandera esa persona que te espera, |
Por bandera las cosas que dejaste a medias |
Por bandera las tardes de risas y sin problemas, |
Por bandera ver atardecer |
Desde mi ventana en primavera, |
Desde mi ventana en primavera. |
Como el anuncio de televisin |
Vuelve a casa por navidad, |
Con su madre y su turrn |
Pero el del spot sonre ms. |
Y sin nimo de molestar |
Les dir? |
a los que juegan a ser dios |
Que son mayorcitos |
Para ser el poli y el ladrn. |
Y ahora que se acuerda |
Veinte aos despus |
De aquel viejo tren, |
Sigue sin comprender |
Por qu? |
tuvimos que luchar |
Teniendo tanto amor vencido. |
Por bandera esa persona que te espera, |
Por bandera las cosas que dejaste a medias |
Por bandera las tardes de risas y sin problemas, |
Por bandera ver atardecer desde mi ventana. |
Por bandera esa persona que te espera, |
Por bandera las cosas que dejaste a medias |
Por bandera las tardes de risas en la plazuela, |
Por bandera ver atardecer |
Desde mi ventana en primavera, |
Desde mi ventana en primavera. |
(translation) |
So much import superman |
Both international agreement |
I left him? |
no youth |
And he gave him a rifle and little else. |
A one way ticket to a place |
That I didn't even know how to pronounce |
With the official excuse of Shoot a name of peace. |
And now that he's back |
One year later |
on the same train |
Still don't understand |
why? |
we have to fight |
If there is so much love left to win, |
And so much expired love that you have |
By flag that person who waits for you, |
By flag the things you left halfway |
By flag the afternoons of laughter and without problems, |
By flag see sunset |
From my window in spring, |
From my window in spring. |
Like the TV ad |
come home for christmas, |
With his mother and his nougat |
But the one in the spot smiles more. |
And without wanting to disturb |
tell them? |
to those who play god |
who are grown-ups |
To be the cop and the thief. |
And now that you remember |
twenty years later |
of that old train, |
Still don't understand |
why? |
we had to fight |
Having so much love expired. |
By flag that person who waits for you, |
By flag the things you left halfway |
By flag the afternoons of laughter and without problems, |
By flag see sunset from my window. |
By flag that person who waits for you, |
By flag the things you left halfway |
By flag the afternoons of laughter in the square, |
By flag see sunset |
From my window in spring, |
From my window in spring. |