Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Balas de plata, artist - Despistaos. Album song Lo que hemos vivido, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 13.10.2008
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Balas de plata(original) |
Seráesta espera lo que me mata |
tus silencios son balas de plata. |
Serála noche, serála madrugada |
la que se encarga de romperme el sol en la cara. |
Serán tus dedos los que me salvan |
cuando disparan al aire palabras. |
Seráque vuelan buscando nada |
y me atraviesan el pecho y recorren mi espalda. |
No se que coño me pasa |
cuando llego a casa |
y no se na de ti. |
Se me tuercen las palabras, |
deshago la cama |
y no puedo dormir. |
Que dificil me lo pones Vida. |
Vas abriendome nuevas heridas |
en el mismo sitio |
donde otra herida nunca cerró. |
Que dificil me lo pones Vida. |
Vas abriendome nuevas heridas. |
Vas abriendome nuevas heridas. |
Serán tus labios los que me enganchan. |
Son tus besos el aire y el agua. |
Seráel verano cuando el calor me empapa |
quien no me deja dormir si no estoy en tu cama. |
Seráel destino quien nos separa, |
el que me impide recordar tu cara. |
Cuando lo intento no me sale nada. |
Cuando te veo, un segundo y te vas, te resvalas. |
No se que coño me pasa |
cuando llego a casa |
y no se na de ti. |
Se me tuercen las palabras, |
deshago la cama |
y no puedo dormir. |
Que dificil me lo pones Vida. |
Vas abriendome nuevas heridas |
en el mismo sitio |
donde otra herida nunca cerró. |
Que dificil me lo pones Vida. |
Vas abriendome nuevas heridas. |
Vas abriendome nuevas heridas. |
(translation) |
It will be this wait that kills me |
your silences are silver bullets. |
It will be the night, it will be the morning |
the one in charge of breaking the sun on my face. |
It will be your fingers that save me |
when they shoot words into the air. |
Could it be that they fly looking for nothing |
and they go through my chest and down my back. |
I don't know what the hell is wrong with me |
when I arrive home |
and I don't know about you. |
My words are twisted |
I unmake the bed |
and I can't sleep. |
How difficult you make it for me Life. |
You're opening new wounds |
At the same place |
where another wound never closed. |
How difficult you make it for me Life. |
You are opening new wounds. |
You are opening new wounds. |
It will be your lips that hook me. |
Your kisses are the air and the water. |
It will be the summer when the heat soaks me |
Who won't let me sleep if I'm not in your bed. |
It will be destiny that separates us, |
the one that prevents me from remembering your face. |
When I try, nothing comes out. |
When I see you, one second and you go, you slip. |
I don't know what the hell is wrong with me |
when I arrive home |
and I don't know about you. |
My words are twisted |
I unmake the bed |
and I can't sleep. |
How difficult you make it for me Life. |
You're opening new wounds |
At the same place |
where another wound never closed. |
How difficult you make it for me Life. |
You are opening new wounds. |
You are opening new wounds. |