Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sopórtales (Directo acústico), artist - Despistaos. Album song Los dias contados, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 02.02.2012
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Sopórtales (Directo acústico)(original) |
Calladito estoy mas guapo |
Lo asumo y no me importa ser uno mas |
Me rechazas, me hago cargo |
Me conformo con un trago |
Un cigarro y yo tirado en el sofa |
Puedo prescindir de todo lo demás |
Te escribiré por las noches alguna canción |
Con la sangre que sale al quitar los cristales |
Que tengo clavados en el corazón |
Preguntaré yo-que-se-a-quien si existe alguna razón |
Pa´ perderme en los bares, buscar soportales |
Enrollarme al cuello el eco de tu voz |
Ahora te propongo un trato: |
Tú recuerdame y yo trato de olvidar |
Hay dias que no se lo que hago |
Lo voy aprendiendo a ratos; |
Tú que no y yo que si quiero verte más |
Casi siempre acabo enganchado al final |
Te escribiré por las noches alguna canción |
Con la sangre que sale al quitar los cristales |
Que tengo clavados en el corazón |
Preguntaré yo-que-se-a-quien si existe alguna razón |
Pa´ perderme en los bares, buscar soportales |
Enrollarme al cuello el eco de tu voz |
(translation) |
Quiet I'm more handsome |
I accept it and I don't mind being one more |
You turn me down, I take over |
I settle for a drink |
A cigarette and me lying on the sofa |
I can do without everything else |
I will write you a song at night |
With the blood that comes out when removing the crystals |
That I have nailed to my heart |
I'll ask I-what-know-who if there's any reason |
To get lost in the bars, look for arcades |
Wrap the echo of your voice around my neck |
Now I offer you a deal: |
You remember me and I try to forget |
There are days that I don't know what I do |
I am learning it at times; |
You who don't and I who do want to see you more |
I almost always end up hooked at the end |
I will write you a song at night |
With the blood that comes out when removing the crystals |
That I have nailed to my heart |
I'll ask I-what-know-who if there's any reason |
To get lost in the bars, look for arcades |
Wrap the echo of your voice around my neck |