Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Casi siempre casi nada, artist - Despistaos. Album song Cuando empieza lo mejor, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 26.04.2010
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Casi siempre casi nada(original) |
No se si es por el alchol |
o es que oido esa cancion |
que me obliga cada vez que suena a recordarte. |
Si me olvido del sonido de tu voz, |
no tengo donde agarrarme. |
Si he bebido i se me oxida el corazon, |
solo tu eres la culpable. |
Casi siempre casi nada, |
no contestas mis llamadas |
y te haces un favor. |
No te aburro con chorradas |
que al final todo se acaba |
cuando empieza lo mejor. |
No se si es por el alchol |
o es que oido esa cancion |
que me obliga cada vez que suena a recordarte. |
Sentimientos en formol |
harto de Cerveza y ron |
no tenias otro dia para molestarme. |
Si el chirrido que no he sido en tu colchon |
se ha cansado de esperarte |
puede que haya sido culpa corazon, |
de tu corazon cobarde. |
Casi siempre casi nada, |
no contestas mis llamadas |
y me haces un favor. |
No me aburres con chorradas |
que al final todo se acaba |
cuando empieza lo mejor. |
No se si es por el alchol |
o es que oido esa cancion |
que me obliga cada vez que suena a recordarte. |
Sentimientos en formol |
harto de Cerveza y ron |
no tenias otro dia para molestarme. |
No tenias otro dia para molestarme. |
(translation) |
I don't know if it's because of the alcohol |
Or is it that I heard that song |
that forces me every time it sounds to remember you. |
If I forget the sound of your voice, |
I have nowhere to hold on. |
If I have drunk and my heart rusts, |
only you are to blame. |
almost always almost nothing, |
you don't answer my calls |
and do yourself a favor. |
I do not bore you with bullshit |
that in the end everything is over |
when the best begins |
I don't know if it's because of the alcohol |
Or is it that I heard that song |
that forces me every time it sounds to remember you. |
Feelings in form |
sick of beer and rum |
You didn't have another day to bother me. |
If the squeak I haven't been on your mattress |
he got tired of waiting for you |
it may have been my fault, my heart, |
of your cowardly heart. |
almost always almost nothing, |
you don't answer my calls |
and do me a favor. |
Don't bore me with bullshit |
that in the end everything is over |
when the best begins |
I don't know if it's because of the alcohol |
Or is it that I heard that song |
that forces me every time it sounds to remember you. |
Feelings in form |
sick of beer and rum |
You didn't have another day to bother me. |
You didn't have another day to bother me. |