Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song En Un Hilo, artist -Date of issue: 19.05.2009
Song language: Spanish
En Un Hilo(original) |
| Cuando llega el momento del adiós |
| Algo raro sucede entre los dos |
| Resucitan recuerdos, nos volvemos tan cuerdos |
| Porque se supone que así es la vida |
| Otra vez se pospone la despedida |
| Cuando llega el momento de marchar |
| Porque fue decisión después de hablar |
| Se humedece mi almohada, tu mejilla es salda |
| Y algo raro me amarra a nuestra cama |
| Y tú estás convencida que así no se ama |
| Que será, que será, que será de mí |
| Que será, que será, que será de ti |
| Que será, que será, que será de mí |
| Porque estamos viviendo los dos del filo |
| Nos estamos amando en un hilo |
| Cuando llega el momento de partir |
| Porque ya nos cansamos de sufrir |
| No cruzamos la puerta, por los celos abierta |
| Y aunque los dos soñamos nuevos amores |
| Otra vez nos quedamos por temores |
| Cuando llega el momento del adiós |
| Algo raro sucede entre los dos |
| Resucitan recuerdos, nos volvemos tan cuerdos |
| Porque se supone que así es la vida |
| Otra vez se pospone la despedida |
| Que será, que será, que será de mí |
| Que será, que será, que será de ti |
| Que será, que será, que será de mí |
| Porque estamos viviendo los dos del filo |
| Nos estamos amando en un hilo |
| (translation) |
| When it's time to say goodbye |
| Something strange happens between the two |
| Memories are resurrected, we become so sane |
| 'Cause that's what life is supposed to be like |
| Once again the farewell is postponed |
| When it's time to go |
| Because it was decision after speaking |
| My pillow gets wet, your cheek is salty |
| And something strange ties me to our bed |
| And you are convinced that love is not like that |
| What will be, what will be, what will be of me |
| What will be, what will be, what will be of you |
| What will be, what will be, what will be of me |
| Because we are both living on the edge |
| We are loving each other in a thread |
| When it's time to go |
| Because we are tired of suffering |
| We do not cross the door, because of jealousy open |
| And although we both dream of new loves |
| Again we stay for fears |
| When it's time to say goodbye |
| Something strange happens between the two |
| Memories are resurrected, we become so sane |
| 'Cause that's what life is supposed to be like |
| Once again the farewell is postponed |
| What will be, what will be, what will be of me |
| What will be, what will be, what will be of you |
| What will be, what will be, what will be of me |
| Because we are both living on the edge |
| We are loving each other in a thread |