Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oro y Humo, artist - Izal. Date of issue: 17.09.2015
Song language: Spanish
Oro y Humo(original) |
| Nos cubrimos de oro en fino polvo brillante |
| Descubrimos mundos de plumas, llama y diamantes |
| Nos creemos fuertes, piedra y espada intocable |
| Y basta una ráfaga de viento para tumbarme |
| Nos cubrimos de humo y a contraluz nos esconden |
| Difuminan las líneas y el contorno responde |
| Destacando los ángulos que nos hacen mejores |
| Y basta una luz frontal para avergonzarme |
| Oro y humo |
| Mi segunda piel |
| Oro y humo |
| Que no deja ver |
| Oro y humo |
| Inventándose una historia que solo era cierta si mis pies tocan el suelo |
| Olvidado el impacto solo tú me respondes |
| Tú que nunca despiertas con los dioses del hombre |
| Que solo necesitas que te hierva la sangre |
| Y que por tus venas corran puras verdades |
| Oro y humo |
| Mi segunda piel |
| Oro y humo |
| Que no deja ver |
| Oro y humo |
| Inventándose una historia que solo era cierta cuando estabas por debajo de mis |
| pies |
| ¿Qué pasará cuando alguien sople y ese polvo salga volando y en vez de oro, |
| lo que asome sea carne y nuestro cuerpo pálido temblando? |
| ¿Qué pasará cuando alguien sople y ese humo salga volando y en vez de focos, |
| nos alumbre el sol de tarde y nos impida seguir disimulando? |
| ¿Qué pasará cuando alguien sople? |
| ¿Qué pasará cuando alguien sople? |
| (translation) |
| We cover ourselves in gold in fine glittering dust |
| We discover worlds of feathers, flame and diamonds |
| We believe ourselves strong, stone and untouchable sword |
| And a gust of wind is enough to knock me down |
| We cover ourselves with smoke and against the light they hide us |
| They blur the lines and the contour responds |
| Highlighting the angles that make us better |
| And a headlight is enough to embarrass me |
| gold and smoke |
| my second skin |
| gold and smoke |
| that does not let see |
| gold and smoke |
| Making up a story that was only true if my feet hit the ground |
| Forgotten the impact only you answer me |
| You who never wake up with the gods of man |
| That you only need your blood to boil |
| And that pure truths run through your veins |
| gold and smoke |
| my second skin |
| gold and smoke |
| that does not let see |
| gold and smoke |
| Making up a story that was only true when you were below my |
| feet |
| What will happen when someone blows and that dust goes flying and instead of gold, |
| What appears is meat and our pale body trembling? |
| What will happen when someone blows and that smoke goes flying and instead of light bulbs, |
| Does the afternoon sun illuminate us and prevent us from continuing to hide? |
| What will happen when someone blows? |
| What will happen when someone blows? |