Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rosas, artist - Los Blue Rubatos
Date of issue: 06.04.2014
Song language: Spanish
Rosas(original) |
En un dia de estos en el que suelo pensar |
«Hoy va a ser el diÂa menos pensado» |
Nos hemos cruzado has decidido mirar |
A los ojitos azules que ahora van a tu lado |
Desde el momento en el que te conoci |
Resumiendo con prisas tiempo de silencio |
Te juro que a nadie le he vuelto a decir |
Que tenemos el record del mundo en querernos |
Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada |
Que llegaras con rosas con mil rosas para mi |
Porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas |
Que no importa si es muy tonto soy asi |
Y aun me parece mentira que se escape mi vida |
Imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aqui |
Donde los viernes cada tarde |
Como siempre la esperanza dice, «Quieta, hoy quiza si» |
Escapando una noche de un bostezo de sol |
Me pediste que te diera un beso |
Con lo barato que sale mi amor |
Que te cuesta callarme con uno de esos |
Pasaron seis meses y me dijiste adios |
Fue un placer coincidir en esta vida |
Ahi me quede en una mano el corazon |
Y en la otra excusas que ni tu entendiÂas |
Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada |
Que llegaras con rosas con mil rosas para mi |
Porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas |
Que no importa si es muy tonto soy asi |
Y aun me parece mentira que se escape mi vida |
Imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aqui |
Donde los viernes cada tarde como siempre |
La esperanza dice, «Quieta, hoy quiza si» |
Y es que empiezo a pensar |
Que el amor verdadero es tan solo el primero |
Y es que empiezo a sospechar |
Que los demas son solo para olvidar |
Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada |
Que llegaras con rosas con mil rosas para mi |
Porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas |
Que no importa si es muy tonto, soy asi |
Y aun me parece mentira que se escape mi vida |
Imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aqui |
Donde los viernes cada tarde como siempre |
La esperanza dice, «Quieta, hoy quiza si» |
(translation) |
On one of these days that I usually think of |
«Today is going to be the least expected day» |
We have crossed paths have you decided to look |
To the little blue eyes that now go to your side |
From the moment that I met you |
Summing up in a hurry quiet time |
I swear that I have never told anyone again |
That we have the world record in loving each other |
That's why I waited with a soaked face |
That you will arrive with roses with a thousand roses for me |
'Cause you know I love those things |
It doesn't matter if it's very stupid, I'm like that |
And it still seems a lie to me that my life escapes |
Imagining that you come back here |
Where on Fridays every afternoon |
As hope always says, «Still, today maybe yes» |
Escaping one night from a sun yawn |
you asked me to give you a kiss |
With how cheap my love is |
How hard is it for you to shut me up with one of those? |
Six months passed and you told me goodbye |
It was a pleasure to coincide in this life |
There, my heart remained in one hand |
And in the other excuses that not even you understood |
That's why I waited with a soaked face |
That you will arrive with roses with a thousand roses for me |
'Cause you know I love those things |
It doesn't matter if it's very stupid, I'm like that |
And it still seems a lie to me that my life escapes |
Imagining that you come back here |
Where on Fridays every afternoon as always |
Hope says, "Still, today maybe yes" |
And it is that I begin to think |
That true love is only the first |
And I'm starting to suspect |
That the others are just to forget |
That's why I waited with a soaked face |
That you will arrive with roses with a thousand roses for me |
'Cause you know I love those things |
It doesn't matter if it's very stupid, I'm like that |
And it still seems a lie to me that my life escapes |
Imagining that you come back here |
Where on Fridays every afternoon as always |
Hope says, "Quiet, today maybe yes" |