Translation of the song lyrics Arte - El Barrio

Arte (original)

Pa la flor el espino
Ala para las aves
Pa mi vida el destino
De ser carcelero que guarda tus llaves
Pa mi prisa apatía
Pa tu calma la prisa
Pa tu llanto payaso
Que vive intentando sacar tu sonrisa
Pa mis ojos una guia
Pa caminar a tu laito
Pa el cansacio tu pecho
Muriendo la tarde tomando fresquito
Pa tus ganas el antojo
Pa el amor tu inocencia
Pa recrearme tus ojos
Pa tu mal el despojo
Pa el tiempo la paciencia
Pa tu viento las rosas
Pa tu barco marinero
Pa tu cabeza una horquilla
Que amarre y apriete
El vaiven de tu pelo
Pa tu cuerpo la seda
Pa la seda tu cuerpo
Pa la envidia tu cara
Tu olor, tus andares
El sabor de tus besos
Y yo sin ti ya no soy nada
En mi ceguera sigue mandando tu mirada
Pa mi sed eres el agua
Pa mi historia el presente
Del infierno la gloria
He jurao con mi sangre
Por siempre quererte
Pa tu manos tumbagas
Pa las mia cadenas
Para mi tumirada
Es la vil melodia
Que embarga mi pena
Pa tu sueños almohadas
Con perfume de almendra
Pa mi cama el insomio
La noche, el demonio, la marimorena
Pa tu calle farolas
Con guilnanda de colores
Pa mi hambre las sobras
De alguien que come
Y digiere mal de amores

Arte (translation)

For the flower the hawthorn
wing for birds
For my life, destiny
From being a jailer who keeps your keys
For my haste apathy
Pa your calm the rush
For your crying clown
Who lives trying to get your smile
For my eyes a guide
To walk to your laito
For the tiredness of your chest
Dying the afternoon drinking fresh
For your desire the craving
For love your innocence
To recreate your eyes
Pa your bad the dispossession
Patience for time
For your wind the roses
For your sailor ship
For your head a hairpin
What tie and tighten
The swing of your hair
Silk for your body
To silk your body
To envy your face
Your smell, your walk
the taste of your kisses
And without you I am nothing
In my blindness keep sending your gaze
For my thirst you are the water
For my history the present
From hell the glory
I have sworn with my blood
forever loving you
For your grave hands
For my chains
for my eyes
It's the vile melody
that overwhelms my sorrow
For your dreams pillows
With almond scent
Insomnia for my bed
The night, the devil, the tomboy
For your street lamps
With colored garland
Leftovers for my hunger
of someone who eats
And digest lovesickness