Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song En Un Banco De La Calle , by - Jose Luis Perales. Song from the album Calma, in the genre ПопRelease date: 21.04.2016
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
En Un Banco De La Calle(original) |
| En un banco de la calle |
| Rodeado de recuerdos |
| Piensa mira |
| A la gente que camina |
| Con la prisa en los talones |
| Y habla sola |
| Y él solo puede ser |
| Un espectador |
| Piensa mira |
| Su reloj y siente |
| Que el tiempo pasó |
| Hoy solo puede ser |
| Un espectador |
| Y piensa mira su reloj |
| Y siente que el tiempo pasó |
| Hoy solo puede ser |
| Un espectador |
| Y piensa y los que al pasar |
| Miran sin decir adiós |
| En sus noches de vigilia |
| Recupera la memoria |
| Y piensa y mira |
| A ese niño que regresa |
| Desde el patio de su casa |
| Y juega y grita |
| Y él solo puede ser |
| Un espectador |
| Y piensa en su soledad |
| Y mira a un niño jugar |
| Hoy solo puede ser |
| Un espectador |
| Mira como el sol se va |
| Y siente que el tiempo pasó |
| En un banco de la calle |
| Rodeado de recuerdos |
| Piensa y mira |
| A la gente que camina |
| Con la prisa en los talones |
| Y habla sola |
| Y hoy solo puede |
| Ser un espectador |
| Piensa mira su reloj |
| Y siente que el tiempo pasó |
| Hoy solo puede ser |
| Un espectador |
| Piensa en los que al pasar |
| Miran como el sol se va |
| Y piensa en su soledad |
| Y siente que el tiempo pasó |
| (translation) |
| On a street bench |
| surrounded by memories |
| think look |
| to the people who walk |
| With the rush at your heels |
| And she talks to herself |
| And he can only be |
| a spectator |
| think look |
| Your watch him and feel |
| that time passed |
| today can only be |
| a spectator |
| And think look at your watch |
| And he feels that time has passed |
| today can only be |
| a spectator |
| And think and those who pass by |
| They look without saying goodbye |
| In your waking nights |
| recover the memory |
| and think and look |
| To that boy who returns |
| From the patio of your house |
| And he plays and screams |
| And he can only be |
| a spectator |
| And think of your loneliness |
| And watch a child play |
| today can only be |
| a spectator |
| watch as the sun goes down |
| And feel that time has passed |
| On a street bench |
| surrounded by memories |
| think and see |
| to the people who walk |
| With the rush at your heels |
| And she talks to herself |
| And today he can only |
| be a spectator |
| Think look at your watch |
| And feel that time has passed |
| today can only be |
| a spectator |
| Think of those who when passing |
| They watch as the sun goes down |
| And think of your loneliness |
| And feel that time has passed |