Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Neutro, artist - La Vela Puerca. Album song El Impulso, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Surco Records J.V
Song language: Spanish
Neutro(original) |
¿Soñaste alguna vez, volar mejor que hoy |
sin nada en que preocuparte? |
¿Soñaste al ganador, y toda su quermés |
limando un ego gigante? |
Después repetirás, lo que aprendiste ayer |
floreándote en tu linaje. |
Frágil alcurnia que, no duda en rezongar |
si vas tomando otro viaje. |
Lloraste alguna vez, fingiendo no ser vos |
y te agarró la cordura. |
jugando a ser normal, y a no perder el tren |
cerrando en alza la usura. |
¿Cómo perdiste la preciada figura de ser, lo que podía ser? |
y malgastaste, lo poquito que pudiste ver, comiendo otro deber. |
¡Y ahora decidís, que caminas feliz |
y no te cree ni el dolor!.. |
Decís que te agobiás y ya no disparás |
neutro de todo calor… |
Miraste alguna vez, de frente la pasión |
y no le diste la vida |
Te hablaban de ambición y de la ingenuidad |
dejando tu alma partida. |
Algún amigo habló y en vano se atrevió |
a despertar tu demencia. |
Sana potencia que, no duda en revolcar |
si no alimenta inocencia… |
Y el bucanero que existía en tu mente, se ahogó |
perdiendo su galeón. |
Y aquella chispa que encendía tu sol, se extinguió |
se te bajó el telón. |
(translation) |
Have you ever dreamed of flying better than today? |
with nothing to worry about? |
Did you dream of the winner, and all his quermés |
filing a giant ego? |
Then you will repeat, what you learned yesterday |
flourishing in your lineage. |
Fragile lineage that, does not hesitate to grumble |
if you are taking another trip. |
Did you ever cry, pretending not to be you |
and she grabbed your sanity. |
playing to be normal, and not to lose the train |
closing usury on the rise. |
How did you lose the precious figure of being, what could be? |
and you wasted, what little you could see, eating another duty. |
And now you decide, that you walk happily |
and don't even believe the pain! |
You say that you get overwhelmed and you no longer shoot |
neutral of all heat… |
Have you ever looked at passion head-on |
and you did not give him life |
They told you about ambition and naivety |
Leaving your broken soul |
Some friend spoke and in vain dared |
to wake up your dementia. |
Healthy power that, does not hesitate to wallow |
if you don't feed innocence... |
And the buccaneer that existed in your mind, drowned |
losing his galleon from him. |
And that spark that lit your sun, was extinguished |
the curtain fell on you. |