Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sin Ver Atrás, artist - Los Claxons.
Date of issue: 21.06.2010
Song language: Spanish
Sin Ver Atrás(original) |
Me detuve un momento |
Para ver a mi alrededor |
Observar que me rodeaba |
Me encontré el ambiente un poco frio |
Lo fue suficiente en el bolsillo |
Para dejar despreocupada mi inspiración |
Un par de manos |
Con marcas en la piel |
Una guitarra que descansa |
Meditando de lo que le conté |
Y a la mitad un cigarrillo |
Que se apago por mi descuido |
Al recordar esa mirada |
Que la mujer de ayer me regalo |
Y mi voz cantando |
Y la luz borrándose |
Y la ventana abierta |
Y el viento tocándome |
Turururu Turururu |
Turururu Tururuu |
Turururu Turururu |
Turururu Tururuu |
Giro y me fijo |
El aspa del abanico |
Que avienta aire a mi alrededor |
Jugando discos rayados |
Papeles arrugados |
Por noches sin lograr expresión |
Sueños dejándose querer |
Un cuarto encantado |
Porque olvide apagar la música desde ayer |
Mi corazón latiendo |
Al ritmo de recuerdos |
Que me han dado los pasos |
Para seguir buscando el amor |
Turururu Turururu |
Turururu Tururuu |
Turururu Turururu |
Turururu Tururuu |
Me dejo caer sin ver atras |
Me dejo caer sin ver atras |
Y mi voz cantando |
Y la luz borrándose |
Y la ventana abierta |
Y el viento tocándome |
Turururu Turururu |
Turururu Tururuu (La vida me atrapara eeh) |
Turururu Turururu |
Turururu Tururuu |
Me dejo caer sin ver |
La vida me atrapara |
(translation) |
I stopped for a moment |
to see around me |
Observe what surrounded me |
I found the atmosphere a bit cold |
It was enough in the pocket |
To leave my inspiration unconcerned |
a pair of hands |
With marks on the skin |
A guitar that rests |
Meditating on what I told him |
And half a cigarette |
That was turned off by my carelessness |
Remembering that look |
That the woman from yesterday gave me |
and my singing voice |
And the light fading |
and the open window |
and the wind touching me |
Turururu Turururu |
Tururu Tururu |
Turururu Turururu |
Tururu Tururu |
I turn and fix |
The blade of the fan |
That blows air around me |
playing broken records |
crumpled papers |
For nights without expression |
Dreams letting themselves be loved |
an enchanted room |
Because I forgot to turn off the music since yesterday |
my heart beating |
to the rhythm of memories |
that have given me the steps |
To keep looking for love |
Turururu Turururu |
Tururu Tururu |
Turururu Turururu |
Tururu Tururu |
I let myself fall without looking back |
I let myself fall without looking back |
and my singing voice |
And the light fading |
and the open window |
and the wind touching me |
Turururu Turururu |
Turururu Tururuu (Life will catch me eh) |
Turururu Turururu |
Tururu Tururu |
I let myself fall without seeing |
life will catch me |