Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tantas cosas, artist - La Fuga. Album song Asuntos pendientes, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 05.05.2008
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Tantas cosas(original) |
Soy el que no duerme de noche |
Y por el dia sueña contigo |
Para estar a tu lado, quién fuese abrigo |
Soy un mendigo en tu portal |
En mitad de la madrugada |
Buscando algún cobijo, buscando cama |
Soy un mal cuadro sin pared |
Un borracho sin certezas |
Quién fuese pañuelo para tu tristeza |
La luz de tus callejones |
La llave de tu puerta |
Que nunca dejaste abierta |
Para ser el dueño de tus noches en vela |
Ya lo sé, soy idiota |
No deberian importarme tantas cosas |
Que calientan mi cabeza |
Tu feliz, yo sin rumbo |
Tu de brazo en brazo |
Yo me derrumbo |
Y sigue el enfado con el mundo |
Quisiera ser tu ultimo bar |
El felpudo de tu escalera |
Una mano caliente entre tus piernas |
Quisiera ser el aire que te roza |
La leña de tus inviernos |
Tu mejor sombra en primavera |
Para ser el dueño de tus noches en vela |
Mi ilusión viaja en patera |
Pero se ha nublado |
Ya no la guian las estrellas |
Mi corazon arruinado |
Dice que ya no te espera |
Que ahora vive dentro de una botella |
(translation) |
I'm the one who doesn't sleep at night |
And by day she dreams of you |
To be by your side, who was shelter |
I am a beggar in your portal |
in the middle of the morning |
Looking for some shelter, looking for a bed |
I'm a bad painting without a wall |
A drunk without certainties |
Who was a handkerchief for your sadness |
The light of your alleys |
the key to your door |
that you never left open |
To be the owner of your sleepless nights |
I know, I'm an idiot |
I shouldn't care about so many things |
that warm my head |
You happy, me aimlessly |
You arm in arm |
I collapse |
And the anger with the world continues |
I would like to be your last bar |
The doormat of your stairs |
A warm hand between your legs |
I would like to be the air that touches you |
The firewood of your winters |
Your best shadow in spring |
To be the owner of your sleepless nights |
My illusion travels in a patera |
But it's cloudy |
The stars no longer guide her |
my broken heart |
She says that she no longer waits for you |
That now lives inside a bottle |