Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song El chico de los ojos asustados, artist - Duncan Dhu. Album song Coleccion, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 26.12.2011
Record label: Dro East West
Song language: Spanish
El chico de los ojos asustados(original) |
Sigue allí junto a la pared |
Ese cuerpo que está esperando |
En la ventana por ti |
Y tú estás donde no te ve |
Pero tú le ves |
En la calle de los balcones de atrás |
La pared de ladrillo gris |
Siempre junto a ti |
Siempre junto a ti |
La conoces muy bien |
Muy muy bien |
Y siguen allí |
Y siguen por siempre allí; |
Sin hablar |
Tus bellos ojos asustados |
(aquellos ojos) |
Un portal en la oscuridad |
Bajo su balcón |
Sabes muy bien dónde te conduciría |
Sin pensar |
Oyes al entrar pasos al sonar |
Risas al chillar dentro de su portal |
Si te vas pierdes la ocasión |
De volverla a ver como debe ser |
Y no sabes pensar, al temblar |
Y viven allí |
Y nunca se cansarán de mirar |
A la ventana encendida |
Subirás sin poder parar |
Sin mirar atrás |
Un segundo más y la conocerás |
Al sonar tu respiración contra la pared |
En un cuarto piso su voz te asustó |
Ella fue una suave piel, una dulce voz |
Ojos de cristal, un segundo de amor |
Para ti |
Y allí seguirá |
De nuevo le has vuelto a ver |
Al pasar en la ventana encendida |
(translation) |
Still there by the wall |
That body that is waiting |
in the window for you |
And you are where you are not seen |
but you see him |
In the street of the back balconies |
The gray brick wall |
Always next to you |
Always next to you |
you know her very well |
Very very good |
and they're still there |
And they are forever there; |
Without speaking |
Your beautiful eyes scared |
(those eyes) |
A portal in the dark |
under your balcony |
You know very well where it would lead you |
Without thinking |
You hear when entering footsteps when ringing |
Laughter as you screech into your portal |
If you leave you lose the opportunity |
To see it again as it should be |
And you don't know how to think, when you tremble |
and they live there |
And they will never tire of looking |
to the lit window |
You will climb without being able to stop |
Without looking back |
One more second and you will meet her |
When your breath sounds against the wall |
On a fourth floor her voice scared you |
She was a soft skin, a sweet voice |
Glass eyes, a second of love |
For you |
and there it will continue |
You have seen him again |
Passing in the lit window |