Lyrics of Casi nunca llueve - Dikers

Casi nunca llueve (original)

Ya no me empapa tanto veneno y se
Que se pregunta: ¿quien peina el viento?
Que no me asusta con su lamento
Pidiendo besos que no le debo
Nubes que borré que vuelven a mi
Empujando piedras que no dañarán
Más mi sol, contigo aquí
Caminé y no hubo mas sed
Casi nunca llueve y no
¡no volveré a enloquecer!
No quise mirar ni en los charcos
Que dejé tan secos como mi piel
No me reflejo en cada gota
Que vierte su aliento de luna rotas
Que echa de menos cuando temblaba
Tras casa sueño que me mojaba
Resbalan hacia el cielo y yo
Me erizo al recordar su olor
Caminé y no hubo mas sed
Casi nunca llueve y no
¡no volveré a enloquecer!
No quise mirar ni en los charcos
Que dejé tan secos como mis ganas
De encerrar la luz
En las noches sabrás que no volverán
A empeñar mis ojos en cada cristal
Que me ofrecerá otra vez
Cantos de sirena de una blanca flor
Labios tan amargos como el corazón
Y al borde del amanecer
No podrá nublar mi voz gritando qué…
Caminé y no hubo mas sed
Casi nunca llueve y no
¡no volveré a enloquecer!
No quise mirar ni en los charcos que dejé
Tan secos como mi piel

(translation)

I no longer soak so much poison and
Who wonders: who combs the wind?
that does not scare me with his lament
Asking for kisses that I don't owe
Clouds that I erased that come back to me
Pushing stones that won't hurt
More my sun, with you here
I walked and there was no more thirst
It hardly ever rains and it doesn't
I won't go crazy again!
I didn't want to look even in the puddles
That I left as dry as my skin
I am not reflected in every drop
that pours its broken moon breath
that he misses when he trembled
After home I dream that I got wet
They slide towards the sky and I
I hedgehog remembering his smell
I walked and there was no more thirst
It hardly ever rains and it doesn't
I won't go crazy again!
I didn't want to look even in the puddles
That I left as dry as my desire
To lock up the light
At night you will know that they will not return
To pawn my eyes on each crystal
What will he offer me again?
Siren songs of a white flower
Lips as bitter as the heart
And at the edge of dawn
You will not be able to cloud my voice by shouting what...
I walked and there was no more thirst
It hardly ever rains and it doesn't
I won't go crazy again!
I did not want to look even in the puddles that I left
as dry as my skin