Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Propósito, artist - Gilberto Santa Rosa.
Date of issue: 07.10.2020
Song language: Spanish
A Propósito(original) |
A Propósito de que te vas y me dejas |
Te propongo un dialogo sincero de lo nuestro |
A Propósito de todo aquello que nos falla |
Y esas cosas chicas y grandiosas que nos faltan |
Tus ajuares seran parte de mis recuerdos |
Mientras llenas tu maleta con mi tristeza |
Comprendi que es mejor asi para ambos |
Y tratar de ver la vida como quien comienza |
Nunca nos detuvimos a pensar un poco |
La culpa era como un balón de uno al otro |
Y hoy no sabemos enfrentar |
Con madureza el triste final |
Y a propósito solo nos queda llorar |
Cuando de veras se ama |
Ya no hay más que decir |
Basta con una mirada |
O una sonrisa sutil |
Cuando el corazón nos habla |
Algo aturde en cada fibra |
Celebra una fiesta el alma |
Que puede durar la vida |
Y eso falto en nuestra casa |
Ay, ay, ay! |
de nada sirve llorar |
Ay, ay, ay! |
cuando nos llega el final; |
Ay, ay, ay! |
de nada sirve llorar |
Ay, ay, ay! |
cuando nos llega el final |
Nunca nos detuvimos a pensar un poco |
La culpa era como un balón de uno al otro |
Y hoy no sabemos enfrentar |
Con madureza el triste final |
Y a propósito solo nos queda llorar |
Cuando de veras se ama |
Ya no hay más que decir |
Basta con una mirada |
O una sonrisa sutil |
Cuando el corazón nos habla |
Algo aturde en cada fibra |
Celebra una fiesta el alma |
Que puede durar la vida |
Y eso falto en nuestra casa |
Ay, ay, ay! |
de nada sirve llorar |
Ay, ay, ay! |
cuando nos llega el final; |
Ay, ay, ay! |
de nada sirve llorar |
Ay, ay, ay! |
cuando nos llega el final |
(translation) |
By the way you go and leave me |
I propose a sincere dialogue of what is ours |
About everything that fails us |
And those small and great things that we lack |
Your trousseau will be part of my memories |
While you fill your suitcase with my sadness |
I understood that it is better this way for both |
And try to see life as one who begins |
We never stopped to think a bit |
Guilt was like a football from one to the other |
And today we don't know how to face |
With maturity to the sad end |
And by the way we only have to cry |
when you really love |
there is no more to say |
Just one look |
Or a subtle smile |
When the heart speaks to us |
Something stuns in every fiber |
Celebrate a party the soul |
that life can last |
And that is missing in our house |
Ay ay ay! |
it's no use crying |
Ay ay ay! |
when the end comes to us; |
Ay ay ay! |
it's no use crying |
Ay ay ay! |
when the end comes |
We never stopped to think a bit |
Guilt was like a football from one to the other |
And today we don't know how to face |
With maturity to the sad end |
And by the way we only have to cry |
when you really love |
there is no more to say |
Just one look |
Or a subtle smile |
When the heart speaks to us |
Something stuns in every fiber |
Celebrate a party the soul |
that life can last |
And that is missing in our house |
Ay ay ay! |
it's no use crying |
Ay ay ay! |
when the end comes to us; |
Ay ay ay! |
it's no use crying |
Ay ay ay! |
when the end comes |