Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Es Poesia , by - Fondo Flamenco. Song from the album Surologia, in the genre ПопRelease date: 07.10.2012
Record label: Coliseum
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Es Poesia , by - Fondo Flamenco. Song from the album Surologia, in the genre ПопNo Es Poesia(original) |
| No es poesia, es una despedida |
| Son las palabras mas sinceras |
| Que he llegado a decirte jamas |
| No es tu vida, es la mía |
| Que tu intentes entenderla |
| Y mi caballo va sin riendas por ahí |
| Yo te avise que te quería |
| Buscaba esa estabilidad |
| Y te equivocaste de lugar para parar |
| Para no variar la culpa era mía |
| Si es que yo saque el mechero |
| Pero tu lo llenaste de gasolina |
| Y ahí estamos los dos |
| Viendo como se quema el amor |
| Haciendo de tripas corazón |
| Para no abrazarnos llorando |
| Preguntándonos por qué nos paso |
| Recuerdo que todo era de color |
| El tiempo hizo mella en nuestra pasión |
| Y llega un momento en el que |
| No se puede vivir de recuerdos |
| Vivir de recuerdos… |
| Lo rompimos a base de gritos |
| Y cuando estuvo en el suelo |
| Le tiramos piedras por si estaba vivo |
| Niños mentimos como niños chicos |
| Se cruzaron nuestros cables |
| Y tu grito provoco un corto circuito |
| Nos quedamos tontos perdidos |
| Olvidamos lo que fuimos y lo que nos quisimos |
| Lo matamos y luego no hubo juicio |
| Nos tiramos tantos trastos |
| Que al final caímos los dos al precipicio |
| Y ahí estamos los dos |
| Viendo como se quema el amor |
| Haciendo de tripas corazón |
| Para no abrazarnos llorando |
| Preguntándonos por qué nos paso |
| Recuerdo que todo era de color |
| El tiempo hizo mella en nuestra pasión |
| Y llega un momento en el que |
| No se puede seguirse mintiendo… |
| Querer de lo blanco si es negro |
| Que hacemos si ya no creemos |
| Ni tu ni yo en esto |
| Si hay que seguirse mintiendo |
| Querer de lo blanco si es negro |
| Que hacemos si ya no creemos |
| Ni tu ni yo en esto |
| Y seguirse mintiendo |
| Querer de lo blanco si es negro |
| Que hacemos si ya no creemos |
| Ni tu ni yo en esto |
| (translation) |
| It's not poetry, it's a farewell |
| They are the most sincere words |
| What have I ever told you |
| It's not your life, it's mine |
| That you try to understand her |
| And my horse goes around without reins |
| I told you that he loved you |
| I was looking for that stability |
| And you got the wrong place to stop |
| In order not to vary, the fault was mine |
| If it is that I take out the lighter |
| But you filled it with gasoline |
| And there we are both |
| Watching love burn |
| bite the bullet |
| So as not to hug each other crying |
| Wondering why it happened to us |
| I remember everything was colored |
| Time made a dent in our passion |
| And there comes a time when |
| You can't live on memories |
| Live on memories... |
| We broke it with screams |
| And when he was on the ground |
| We threw stones at him in case he was alive |
| Children we lie like little children |
| Our wires got crossed |
| And your scream caused a short circuit |
| We stay fools lost |
| We forgot what we were and what we loved |
| We killed him and then there was no trial |
| We throw so many junk |
| That in the end we both fell to the precipice |
| And there we are both |
| Watching love burn |
| bite the bullet |
| So as not to hug each other crying |
| Wondering why it happened to us |
| I remember everything was colored |
| Time made a dent in our passion |
| And there comes a time when |
| You can't keep lying... |
| Wanting what is white if it is black |
| What do we do if we no longer believe |
| neither you nor me in this |
| If you have to keep lying |
| Wanting what is white if it is black |
| What do we do if we no longer believe |
| neither you nor me in this |
| and keep lying |
| Wanting what is white if it is black |
| What do we do if we no longer believe |
| neither you nor me in this |
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