Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nuestros Nombres (Directo), artist - Héroes del Silencio. Album song El Espíritu Del Vino- Edición Especial, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 28.09.1993
Record label: Parlophone Spain
Song language: Spanish
Nuestros Nombres (Directo)(original) |
qu extrao |
aprieta el deseo |
hoy qu lejano |
aparece el acuerdo |
a kilmetros, |
es tan inalcanzable… |
.esa mirada me encantaba. |
aun abriendo en canal el ensueo |
voy con los ojos |
siempre abiertos. |
por aguantar, |
brindo en silencio. |
y no sabemos ni nuestros nombres, |
no ignoramos nuestros excesos: |
pero tu sola presencia |
me enferma |
y me vaca. |
con un grito de esperanza |
te digo adis. |
y cada da le pregunta a su noche |
qu es lo que hara |
en su mismo disfraz. |
asentir |
sin haber comprendido |
que aquellas manos me asedian. |
dime: querras t pintar |
una casa con alas? |
amanecer, |
unos guios confusos. |
dar la vuelta |
con miedo a mirar atrs |
y no sabemos ni nuestros nombres, |
no ignoramos nuestros excesos: |
pero tu sola presencia |
me enferma |
y me vaca. |
con un grito de esperanza |
te digo adis. |
y no sabemos ni nuestros nombres, |
no ignoramos nuestros excesos: |
pero tu sola presencia |
me enferma |
y me vaca. |
con un grito de esperanza |
te digo adis. |
al saber |
cmo vaca. |
y con un grito de esperanza |
te digo adis. |
(translation) |
how strange |
squeeze the desire |
today how far |
the deal appears |
to kilometers, |
it's so unattainable... |
.I loved that look. |
even opening the dream channel |
I go with the eyes |
always open. |
to hold on, |
I toast in silence. |
and we don't even know our names, |
we do not ignore our excesses: |
but your only presence |
me sick |
and I vacate. |
with a cry of hope |
I say goodbye |
and every day he asks his night |
what would you do |
in his own guise of him. |
assent |
without having understood |
that those hands besiege me. |
tell me: would you like to paint |
a house with wings? |
dawn, |
some confusing guides. |
turn around |
afraid to look back |
and we don't even know our names, |
we do not ignore our excesses: |
but your only presence |
me sick |
and I vacate. |
with a cry of hope |
I say goodbye |
and we don't even know our names, |
we do not ignore our excesses: |
but your only presence |
me sick |
and I vacate. |
with a cry of hope |
I say goodbye |
to know |
how cow |
and with a cry of hope |
I say goodbye |