Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Escape , by - Beatriz Luengo. Song from the album Mi Generación, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2003
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Escape(original) |
| Cada da que pasas junto a m, |
| sonriendo sin saber rer. |
| Sin parar sueles repetir |
| muvete, lnzate de una vez me insistes. |
| Una vez yo tuve lo mejor. |
| Sin querer mi suerte se acab. |
| Un engao, un olvido, |
| fueron mi traicin. |
| Y ahora me vienes tu con tu voz |
| y tu alma de gris. |
| Pobre infeliz que sabes t de mi? |
| No, ni lamento ni perdn, por encima del dolor |
| soy adicta de ilusin y en ti solo vive la ansiedad |
| y en tu lucha por ganar seguirs igual |
| ya no tengo la ambicin de ser |
| lo que quiero es empezar a ver |
| conseguir lo que siempre fui |
| olvidar, decidir, respirar t entiendes |
| s que es difcil de borrar |
| tanto tiempo sin poder hablar |
| regalando pensamientos |
| toda mi verdad |
| No volver a caer luchar |
| sola con mi fe |
| y enterrar tu orgullo de papel |
| No, ni lamento ni perdn, por encima del dolor |
| soy adicta de ilusin y en ti solo vive la ansiedad |
| y en tu lucha por ganar seguirs igual |
| (Grazie a Colekrause per questo testo) |
| (translation) |
| Every day that you spend with me, |
| smiling without knowing how to laugh. |
| Without stopping you usually repeat |
| move, get started once and for all, you insist on me. |
| Once I had the best. |
| Unintentionally my luck ran out. |
| A deception, an oblivion, |
| They were my betrayal. |
| And now you come to me with your voice |
| and your soul in grey. |
| Poor wretch, what do you know about me? |
| No, neither sorry nor sorry, above the pain |
| I am addicted to illusion and only anxiety lives in you |
| and in your fight to win you will remain the same |
| I no longer have the ambition to be |
| what I want is to start seeing |
| get what i always was |
| forget, decide, breathe do you understand |
| I know it's hard to erase |
| so long without being able to speak |
| giving away thoughts |
| all my truth |
| Don't go down fight again |
| alone with my faith |
| and bury your paper pride |
| No, neither sorry nor sorry, above the pain |
| I am addicted to illusion and only anxiety lives in you |
| and in your fight to win you will remain the same |
| (Thanks to Colekrause for this text) |