Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rodeando Precipicios, artist - Conchita.
Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Song language: Spanish
Rodeando Precipicios(original) |
¿Qué será de ti? |
Ya casi ni me acuerdo |
¿Qué será de ti? |
Pasó ya tanto tiempo |
Ves, al final fuimos capaces de dejar soplar el viento |
Ves, al final lo conseguimos |
Ya no quedan ni los restos |
Casi imposible |
Era pensar en resolver el laberinto |
Pasamos años rodeando precipicios |
Pasamos años con un pie en aquel abismo |
Casi imposible |
Imaginar que había luz al otro lado |
Como tantas, nuestra historia se ha olvidado |
¿Qué será de ti? |
¿Por dónde irán tus pasos? |
¿Qué será de ti? |
Si no dejaste rastro |
Ves, al final fuimos capaces de dejar soplar el viento |
Ves, al final lo conseguimos |
Ya no quedan ni los restos |
Casi imposible |
Era pensar en resolver el laberinto |
Pasamos años rodeando precipicios |
Pasamos años con un pie en aquel abismo |
Casi imposible |
Imaginar que había luz al otro lado |
Como tantas, nuestra historia se ha olvidado |
Y aunque a veces me dan por mirar hacia atrás |
El pasado es un vicio que nunca se va |
Ya no queda ni un rincón que rescatar |
Y aunque a veces me dan por mirar hacia atrás |
El pasado es un vicio que nunca se va |
Ya no queda ni un telón para bajar |
Casi imposible |
Era pensar en resolver el laberinto |
Pasamos años rodeando precipicios |
Casi imposible |
Era pensar en resolver el laberinto |
Pasamos años rodeando precipicios |
Pasamos años con un pie en aquel abismo |
Casi imposible |
Imaginar que había luz al otro lado |
Como tantas, nuestra historia se ha olvidado |
¿Qué será de ti? |
(translation) |
What will become of you? |
I almost don't remember |
What will become of you? |
It's been so long |
See, in the end we were able to let the wind blow |
See, we finally got it |
There are not even the remains |
Almost impossible |
It was thinking about solving the maze |
We spent years skirting precipices |
We spent years with one foot in that abyss |
Almost impossible |
Imagine there was light on the other side |
Like so many, our history has been forgotten |
What will become of you? |
Where will your steps go? |
What will become of you? |
If you left no trace |
See, in the end we were able to let the wind blow |
See, we finally got it |
There are not even the remains |
Almost impossible |
It was thinking about solving the maze |
We spent years skirting precipices |
We spent years with one foot in that abyss |
Almost impossible |
Imagine there was light on the other side |
Like so many, our history has been forgotten |
And although sometimes I get to look back |
The past is a vice that never goes away |
There is no longer a corner to rescue |
And although sometimes I get to look back |
The past is a vice that never goes away |
There is not a curtain left to lower |
Almost impossible |
It was thinking about solving the maze |
We spent years skirting precipices |
Almost impossible |
It was thinking about solving the maze |
We spent years skirting precipices |
We spent years with one foot in that abyss |
Almost impossible |
Imagine there was light on the other side |
Like so many, our history has been forgotten |
What will become of you? |