Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cada Minuto Prohibido , by - Il Volo. Release date: 29.11.2018
Song language: Spanish
Cada Minuto Prohibido(original) |
| Cambias de piel, vuelves con él |
| Terminamos el ritual cada quien con cada cual |
| Cada minuto fue importante |
| Escondemos el delito en nuestra piel |
| Que vuelve y arde |
| Nada que hablar, todo que ocultar |
| Eso lo hace fascinante, descubrirnos como amantes |
| Siempre al filo del temor, del placer |
| Por esconder nuestro delito, hay que perder |
| Voy contando cada minuto prohibido |
| Voy saciando esta pasión de estar contigo |
| En un acuerdo sin preguntas ni respuestas |
| Un pacto humano que se vuelve algo divino |
| Voy contando cada minuto prohibido |
| Yo te extraño aunque no te me hayas ido |
| No siento lástima, en verdad, él nunca te ha sabido amar |
| Y ya es muy tarde para verse arrepentido |
| Pesa el ayer, te tocó escoger |
| Nos ganó la conveniencia |
| Por seguir las apariencias |
| Pero el tiempo al fin te pudo convencer que no era él |
| Solo en mis brazos es que te sientes mujer |
| Voy contando cada minuto prohibido |
| Voy saciando esta pasión de estar contigo |
| En un acuerdo sin preguntas ni respuestas |
| Un pacto humano que se vuelve algo divino |
| Voy contando cada minuto prohibido |
| Yo te extraño aunque no te me hayas ido |
| No siento lastima, en verdad, él nunca te ha sabido amar |
| Y ya es muy tarde para verse arrepentido |
| (translation) |
| You change your skin, you come back to him |
| We finish the ritual each one with each one |
| every minute mattered |
| We hide the crime in our skin |
| that comes back and burns |
| Nothing to talk about, everything to hide |
| That makes it fascinating, discovering us as lovers |
| Always on the edge of fear, of pleasure |
| To hide our crime, we must lose |
| I'm counting every forbidden minute |
| I'm quenching this passion of being with you |
| In an agreement without questions or answers |
| A human pact that becomes something divine |
| I'm counting every forbidden minute |
| I miss you even though you haven't left |
| I don't feel sorry, in truth, he has never known how to love you |
| And it's too late to look sorry |
| Yesterday weighs, he had to choose |
| He won us the convenience |
| To follow appearances |
| But time was finally able to convince you that it wasn't him |
| Only in my arms is that you feel like a woman |
| I'm counting every forbidden minute |
| I'm quenching this passion of being with you |
| In an agreement without questions or answers |
| A human pact that becomes something divine |
| I'm counting every forbidden minute |
| I miss you even though you haven't left |
| I don't feel sorry, in truth, he has never known how to love you |
| And it's too late to look sorry |