Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Si Tú Existieras, artist - Cepeda.
Date of issue: 07.10.2020
Song language: Spanish
Si Tú Existieras(original) |
Si yo supiera el momento en el que tu vas a pasar |
Si conociera el lugar exacto en el que aterrizar |
Si yo pudiera no tenerte que inventar |
Y si existieras cada luna dejaría de buscar |
Mil maneras de mostrarte como suena la ciudad |
Y no te encuentro puede que nos dejas de verdad |
Tan solo el tiempo es el dueño de este viaje |
Que jamás me cruzará |
Contigo… |
Ven te contaré como sería que |
Cada mañana tú bailarás con mi piel |
Como te imaginé y solo te vio mi almohada |
Ven que ya no sé como hacer que vuelva a suceder |
Que lo de pensarte sin bailar tu piel |
Ya no sirve de nada |
Oh oh oh… |
Si tu supieras |
Que tu nombre lleva escrito |
Esta canción |
Si conocieras que te invento |
A blanco y negro y a color |
Si tu pudieras enseñarme |
Por favor como se espera |
Como se espera |
Ven te contaré como sería que |
Cada mañana tu bailarás con mi piel |
Como te imaginé y solo te vio mi almohada |
Ven que ya no se cono hacer que vuelva a suceder |
Que cuando te pienso sin bailar tu piel me vuelvo al de antes |
Y le pierdo en mil almohadas |
Pero no encuentro a ti |
Oh oh oh… |
(translation) |
If I knew the moment in which you are going to spend |
If I knew the exact place to land |
If I could, I wouldn't have to invent |
And if you existed every moon would stop looking |
A thousand ways to show you how the city sounds |
And I can't find you, maybe you really leave us |
Only time is the owner of this trip |
that will never cross me |
With you… |
Come I will tell you how it would be |
Every morning you will dance with my skin |
As I imagined you and only my pillow saw you |
They see that I don't know how to make it happen again |
What about thinking about yourself without dancing your skin |
It's no use anymore |
Oh oh oh… |
If you knew |
That your name is written |
This song |
If you knew that I invented you |
In black and white and in color |
If you could teach me |
please as expected |
as expected |
Come I will tell you how it would be |
Every morning you will dance with my skin |
As I imagined you and only my pillow saw you |
They see that I no longer know how to make it happen again |
That when I think of you without dancing your skin I go back to before |
And I lose him in a thousand pillows |
But I can't find you |
Oh oh oh… |