Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Muro, artist - Carlos Varela. Date of issue: 08.12.2014
Song language: Spanish
Muro(original) |
| Mojas el pan |
| En el plato vacío |
| Y apagas la televisión |
| Abres la ventana |
| Y miras afuera |
| La ciudad te espera |
| En algún lugar |
| Sales a la calle |
| Y llegas al muro |
| Donde acaban todos |
| Donde empieza el mar |
| Cuentas los pasos |
| Regresando a casa |
| Y prendes la televisión |
| Te quedas dormido |
| Y cuando empieza el himno |
| Te vas a la cama |
| Te vas a soñar… |
| Luna… |
| Algo está sucediendo |
| Estoy sintiendo que esta vez |
| Me están dejando solo |
| Al menos solo |
| Como la noche… |
| Luna… |
| Mojas tu cara |
| Como cualquier día |
| Y te vas sin afeitar |
| Te compras la prensa |
| Y notas que al mundo |
| Le ha cambiado el rostro |
| Para bien o mal |
| Y sigues caminando |
| Y te vas al muro |
| Donde acaban todos |
| Donde empieza el mar… |
| Luna… |
| Algo está sucediendo |
| Estoy sintiendo que esta vez |
| Me están dejando solo |
| Al menos solo |
| Como la noche… |
| Luna… |
| Algo está sucediendo |
| Estoy sintiendo que esta vez |
| Me están dejando solo |
| Al menos solo |
| Como la noche… |
| Noche… |
| Mojas el pan en el plato vacío |
| Y apagas la televisión |
| Sales a la calle y te vas al muro |
| Donde siempre hay alguien |
| Donde empieza el mar… |
| (originally written by Carlos Varela) |
| (translation) |
| you wet the bread |
| on the empty plate |
| And you turn off the television |
| Open the window |
| and you look outside |
| the city awaits you |
| In some place |
| you go out on the street |
| And you reach the wall |
| where they all end up |
| where the sea begins |
| you count the steps |
| Coming home |
| And you turn on the television |
| You fall asleep |
| And when the anthem begins |
| Are you going to bed |
| You are going to dream... |
| Moon… |
| something is happening |
| I'm feeling this time |
| they're leaving me alone |
| at least alone |
| Like the night… |
| Moon… |
| you wet your face |
| like any day |
| And you leave unshaven |
| you buy the press |
| And you notice that to the world |
| His face has changed |
| for better or worse |
| and you keep walking |
| And you go to the wall |
| where they all end up |
| Where the sea begins... |
| Moon… |
| something is happening |
| I'm feeling this time |
| they're leaving me alone |
| at least alone |
| Like the night… |
| Moon… |
| something is happening |
| I'm feeling this time |
| they're leaving me alone |
| at least alone |
| Like the night… |
| Evening… |
| You dip the bread in the empty plate |
| And you turn off the television |
| You go out to the street and you go to the wall |
| where there is always someone |
| Where the sea begins... |
| (originally written by Carlos Varela) |