Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tus Ganas de Ganar, artist - Hora Zulú. Album song Crisis de Claridad (La Contínua Reinvención del Yo), in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 21.11.2004
Record label: Hora Zulu
Song language: Spanish
Tus Ganas de Ganar(original) |
PUEDEN PASAR SOBRE TI LOS AÑOS Y DARTE CUENTA DE QUE TE HACES DAÑO |
CON TANTO ENGAÑO CON TANTA IDEA CON TANTOS SUEÑOS |
TU DESDE ANTAÑO TE CRIASTE EN MUNDO EXTRAÑO |
TUS PUÑOS NO PUDIERON HACERTE DE NADA DUEÑO |
LA VIDA NO TARDO EN MOSTRAR LAS UÑAS |
Y ARAÑARTE EN LO MAS JONDO DE LAS ENTRAÑAS NIÑO |
Y AHORA, EN TU OTOÑO TU TE JIÑAS EN CUANTO EL DOLOR TE HIZO UN GUIÑO |
VE Y LES CUENTAS QUE TE APAÑAS CON UN POCO DE CARIÑO |
QUE TE VALEN LAS ESTRELLAS COMO TECHO |
Y QUE DE NA VALE EN LA VIDA ANDARSE FUERTE Y SACAR PECHO |
QUE NO HAY NA COMO SENTIRTE SATISFECHO |
Y TU DICHA ES SACAR PROVECHO |
DE AQUEL PASADO QUE HAS VISTO DE AQUEL CAMINO QUE HAS HECHO |
VE Y LES CUENTAS QUE TE SUPO EL MUNDO A MIERDA Y |
QUE NO IMPORTA EN ESTA VIDA CUANTO GANES O CUANTO PIERDAS |
Y QUE RECUERDAS HABER ANDAO SOBRE LA CUERDA |
Y QUE LA NOCHE ES UNA PUTA Y QUE LA VIDA ES UNA CERDA |
SE TE ESTA ACABANDO EL TIEMPO |
Y VAS EMPEZANDO A PENSAR QUE YA ESTAS SOLO |
HAS QUEMAO TO TUS RECUERDOS BUSCANDO OTRA OPORTUNIDÁ |
PRONTO TE VAS A DAR CUENTA QUE TODO ES MENTIRA |
PRONTO TE VAS A PLANTEAR SERIAMENTE LO |
LO POCO QUE HA SIDO TU VIDA |
SUPONGO QUE NO SABES LO QUE HACER |
SUPONES QUE TE TIENES QUE EXPLICAR |
TU SUPONES QUE ES EL MIEDO A PERDER |
YO SUPONGO QUE SON TUS GANAS DE GANAR |
VES COMO SE ACABA EL TIEMPO |
SIN DARTE OTRA OPORTUNIDAD DE ENSEÑAR TODO |
VAS VIVIENDO TUS MOMENTOS FINGIENDO SUPERIORIDAD |
NADIE PUEDE A TI ENSEÑARTE |
PORQUE PIENSAS QUE YA CONOCES LOS MODOS |
NADIE VA A CONDICIONARTE Y JUEGAS A CONDICIONAR |
MIENTRAS TANTO AQUI HAS LLEGAO ESCURRIENDO EL BULTO |
ESCONDIENDO TU IGNORANCIA EN EL DESPRECIO EN EL INSULTO |
CUANDO LA VIDA NO ESTABA PARA CONCEDER INSULTOS |
TE ESCONDISTE ENTRE EL TUMULTO |
Y APRENDISTE A SER UN VIEJO SIN SER TODAVIA UN ADULTO |
MIENTRAS TANTO AQUI HAS LLEGAO SIN SER UN SANTO |
PREDICANDO A QUIEN TE ESCUCHA TU MENTIRAS TUS ESPANTOS |
POR QUERER VIVIR DEL CUENTO YA HAS MATAO TOL SENTIMIENTO |
Y AHORA MIRAS PA DONDE TE GIRA EL VIENTO |
(translation) |
THE YEARS CAN PASS OVER YOU AND YOU WILL REALIZE THAT YOU HAVE HURT YOURSELF |
WITH SO MUCH DECEPTION WITH SO MUCH IDEA WITH SO MANY DREAMS |
YOU WERE RAISED UP IN A STRANGE WORLD |
YOUR FISTS COULD NOT MAKE YOU OWNER OF ANYTHING |
IT WASN'T TAKEN LIFE TO SHOW THE NAILS |
AND SCRATCH YOURSELF IN THE DEEPEST OF THE BOWELS, CHILD |
AND NOW, IN YOUR AUTUMN, YOU WONDER WHEN THE PAIN WINKED YOU |
GO AND TELL THEM THAT YOU GET AROUND WITH A LITTLE LOVE |
THAT THE STARS ARE WORTH YOU AS A CEILING |
AND WHAT IS WORTH IN LIFE TO STAND STRONG AND PUT OUT YOUR CHEST |
THAT THERE IS NOTHING LIKE FEELING SATISFIED |
AND YOUR HAPPINESS IS TO TAKE ADVANTAGE |
OF THAT PAST YOU HAVE SEEN OF THAT ROAD YOU HAVE DONE |
GO AND TELL THEM THAT THE WORLD KNEW SHIT FOR YOU AND |
IT DOESN'T MATTER IN THIS LIFE HOW MUCH YOU WIN OR LOSE |
AND THAT YOU REMEMBER WALKING ON THE ROPE |
AND THAT THE NIGHT IS A WHORE AND THAT LIFE IS A PIG |
ARE YOU RUNNING OUT OF TIME |
AND YOU ARE BEGINNING TO THINK THAT YOU ARE ALONE |
YOU HAVE BURNED YOUR MEMORIES LOOKING FOR ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY |
SOON YOU WILL REALIZE THAT EVERYTHING IS A LIE |
SOON YOU ARE GOING TO SERIOUSLY CONSIDER IT |
HOW LITTLE YOUR LIFE HAS BEEN |
I GUESS YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO |
YOU SUPPOSE YOU HAVE TO EXPLAIN |
YOU SUPPOSE IT IS THE FEAR OF LOSING |
I SUPPOSE IT IS YOUR DESIRE TO WIN |
YOU SEE HOW TIME RUNS OUT |
WITHOUT GIVING YOU ANOTHER CHANCE TO TEACH EVERYTHING |
YOU ARE LIVING YOUR MOMENTS PRETENDING SUPERIORITY |
NOBODY CAN TEACH YOU |
BECAUSE YOU THINK YOU ALREADY KNOW THE MODES |
NOBODY IS GOING TO CONDITION YOU AND YOU PLAY CONDITION |
MEANWHILE YOU HAVE ARRIVED HERE SUCKING THE BULK |
HIDING YOUR IGNORANCE IN CONTEMPT IN INSULT |
WHEN LIFE WAS NOT FOR INSULTS |
YOU HID IN THE TUMULT |
AND YOU LEARNED TO BE AN OLD MAN WITHOUT STILL BEING AN ADULT |
WHILE YOU HAVE ARRIVED HERE WITHOUT BEING A SAINT |
PREACHING TO THOSE WHO LISTEN TO YOU, YOUR LIES, YOUR FEARS |
FOR WANTING TO LIVE FROM THE STORY YOU HAVE ALREADY KILLED ALL FEELINGS |
AND NOW YOU LOOK AT WHERE THE WIND TURNS YOU |