Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Amor de contenedor, artist - La Fuga. Album song Negociando gasolina, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 03.04.2005
Record label: Dro East West
Song language: Spanish
Amor de contenedor(original) |
їqui (c)n no busca calor? |
Para no verte tan sola te viniste conmigo: |
Amor de contenedor; |
Que siempre calienta |
El alma cuando acuden penas |
Y empieza el cuchillo a rozar mis venas. |
Para ahuyentar las tormentas: ni sin ti, ni contigo. |
Conflicto sin soluciіn. |
Para encontrarme deprisa si me encuentro perdido: |
Amor de contenedor; |
Que siempre calienta |
El alma cuando acuden penas |
Y empieza el cuchillo a rozar mis venas. |
Tu nunca dices si, yo nunca digo no. |
Tu sales al trabajo, yo vuelvo de morіn. |
Tu duermes con la luna, yo duermo con el sol. |
Tє en la oficina, yo con el rocanrol. |
Para curar los inviernos, para lamer las heridas, |
Para volverme mЎs loco me he colado en tu vida, |
Aunque me cueste la ma. |
Para vivir una guerra sin cuartel ni salida. |
Para enterrar por un tiempo esta «melancoholia» |
Que encharca mis pupilas. |
Para no verme tan solo me olvide del olvido. |
їqui (c)n no busca calor? |
(translation) |
who (c)n is not looking for heat? |
In order not to see you so alone, you came with me: |
container love; |
that always warms |
The soul when sorrows come |
And the knife begins to graze my veins. |
To drive away the storms: neither without you, nor with you. |
Unsolvable conflict. |
To find me quickly if I am lost: |
container love; |
that always warms |
The soul when sorrows come |
And the knife begins to graze my veins. |
You never say yes, I never say no. |
You go to work, I come back from morіn. |
You sleep with the moon, I sleep with the sun. |
You in the office, me with rock and roll. |
To heal the winters, to lick the wounds, |
To drive me crazy I have sneaked into your life, |
Even if it costs me mine. |
To live a war without quarter or exit. |
To bury for a while this "melancholy" |
That floods my pupils. |
In order not to see myself, I just forgot about oblivion. |
who (c)n is not looking for heat? |