Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Caricias en tu espalda, artist - Despistaos. Album song Y a ti que te importa? Re edicion, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 30.04.2007
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Caricias en tu espalda(original) |
Esta mañana |
se ha colado un rayito de sol |
por tu ventana, |
que es la ventana de mi habitación. |
Se ha asomado |
y me ha pillado metiéndote mano. |
Esta mañana… |
síque hacía calor. |
Me dejéla vergüenza olvidada |
en el fondo del vaso en el último bar. |
La mirada perdida, la voz oxidada, |
despierto en tu cama y me da por cantar… |
Dame el tiempo que no te haga falta |
y prometo invertirlo en caricias en tu espalda. |
Dame el tiempo que no te haga falta |
y prometo invertirlo en caricias en tu espalda. |
Esta mañana |
recuerdo que estaba mejor. |
Como almohada |
tu pecho desnudo en la cara. |
Te has marchado |
y me has dejado bastante tirado. |
Esta mañana… |
el calor me mataba. |
Me dejéla vergüenza olvidada |
en el fondo del vaso en el último bar. |
La mirada perdida, la voz oxidada, |
despierto en tu cama y me da por cantar… |
Dame el tiempo que no te haga falta |
y prometo invertirlo en caricias en tu espalda. |
Dame el tiempo que no te haga falta |
y prometo invertirlo en caricias en tu espalda. |
Me dejéla vergüenza olvidada… |
Dame el tiempo que no te haga falta… |
(translation) |
This morning |
a ray of sun has crept in |
through your window, |
which is the window of my room. |
has peeked out |
and he caught me groping you. |
This morning… |
yeah it was hot. |
I left the shame forgotten |
at the bottom of the glass at the last bar. |
The lost look, the rusty voice, |
I wake up in your bed and I want to sing... |
Give me the time that you don't need |
and I promise to invest it in caresses on your back. |
Give me the time that you don't need |
and I promise to invest it in caresses on your back. |
This morning |
I remember it was better. |
as a pillow |
your bare chest in the face. |
you have left |
and you've left me quite stranded. |
This morning… |
the heat was killing me. |
I left the shame forgotten |
at the bottom of the glass at the last bar. |
The lost look, the rusty voice, |
I wake up in your bed and I want to sing... |
Give me the time that you don't need |
and I promise to invest it in caresses on your back. |
Give me the time that you don't need |
and I promise to invest it in caresses on your back. |
I left the shame forgotten... |
Give me the time you don't need... |