Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Del Tope al Fondo, artist - Cultura Profética.
Date of issue: 17.09.2012
Song language: Spanish
Del Tope al Fondo(original) |
Como ha pasado el tiempo, |
De pronto tan violento. |
La risa borrada en fin de mí. |
Pues no siento nada. |
Aquíno late nada. |
Aquíno se oye nada. |
Aquí, no vuelvas ya por nada. |
Ya no me veo igual en ti, |
Y no me gusta verme así, |
Se rompióel cristal de este sueño, |
Busco en nuestro mes de abril. |
Y no siento nada. |
Aquíno late nada. |
Aquíno se oye nada. |
Aquí, no vuelvas ya por nada. |
Porque te has caído negra, |
Del tope al fondo. |
Como has caído tan hondo, |
Del tope al fondo. |
Como has caído tan hondo, |
Del tope al fondo, al fondo. |
Como has caído tan hondo, |
Del tope al fondo, de mi corazón, |
Como has caído. |
Pensar que alguna vez amarte fue mi arte, |
Cuidarte y constantemente iluminarte. |
Hoy mi guitarra igual se desvela, |
Pero no se oye igual. |
Pues no siento nada. |
Aquíno late nada. |
Aquíno se oye nada. |
Aquí, no vuelvas ya por nada. |
Como fue… |
Del tope al fondo. |
Como has caído tan hondo, |
Del tope al fondo. |
Como has caído tan hondo, |
Del tope al fondo, al fondo. |
Como has caído tan hondo, |
Del tope al fondo, de mi corazón, |
Como has caído. |
Negra… Como fue, |
Como has caído. |
(translation) |
As time has passed, |
Suddenly so violent. |
The laughter erased at the end of me. |
Well, I don't feel anything. |
Nothing beats here. |
Nothing is heard here. |
Here, do not come back for anything. |
I no longer see myself the same in you, |
And I don't like to see myself like this |
The glass of this dream was broken, |
I look in our month of April. |
And I don't feel anything. |
Nothing beats here. |
Nothing is heard here. |
Here, do not come back for anything. |
Because you have fallen black, |
From top to bottom. |
How did you fall so deep? |
From top to bottom. |
How did you fall so deep? |
From the top to the bottom, to the bottom. |
How did you fall so deep? |
From top to bottom, from my heart, |
How did you fall? |
To think that once loving you was my art, |
Take care of yourself and constantly enlighten you. |
Today my guitar is still awake, |
But it doesn't sound the same. |
Well, I don't feel anything. |
Nothing beats here. |
Nothing is heard here. |
Here, do not come back for anything. |
As was… |
From top to bottom. |
How did you fall so deep? |
From top to bottom. |
How did you fall so deep? |
From the top to the bottom, to the bottom. |
How did you fall so deep? |
From top to bottom, from my heart, |
How did you fall? |
Black... How was it, |
How did you fall? |