Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Como un corazón, artist - Los Secretos. Album song Una vida a tu lado, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 02.11.2017
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Como un corazón(original) |
Atrapada en su collar |
una piedra de rubí |
como un corazón. |
Y ya nunca olvidaré |
aquella pena, aquel dolor |
como un corazón. |
I guess I never knew |
what she was talking about. |
I guess I never knew |
what she was living without. |
Me hablas del amor |
sin darle el menor valor |
buscarás alguien que te sirva mejor |
ser o no ser adicto a algo |
que te acerque a lo que estás soñando. |
El agujero en la pared |
parecía una señal |
de un puño tal vez |
de rabia o desdén. |
O quién sabe lo que fue |
que golpeó en la pared |
algún objeto sin querer |
un corazón del revés. |
Me hablas del amor |
sin darle el menor valor |
buscarás alguien que te sirva mejor |
ser o no ser adicto a algo |
que te acerque a lo que estás soñando. |
Me hablas del amor |
sin darle el menor valor |
buscarás alguien que te sirva mejor |
lucharás y tratarás de que la vida no te eché atrás |
y no puedes ver las grietas y fallos |
que hay bajo un corazón. |
Como un corazón |
It was the ruby that she wore |
on a stand beside the bed |
in the hour before dawn |
when I knew she was gone. |
And I held it in my hand |
for a little while |
and dropped it into the wall |
let it go, heard it fall. |
Me hablas del amor |
sin darle el menor valor |
buscarás alguien que te sirva mejor |
ser o no ser adicto a algo |
que te acerque a lo que estás soñando. |
I guess I never knew |
what she was talking about. |
I guess I never knew |
what she was living without |
(translation) |
trapped in her collar |
a ruby stone |
like a heart |
And I will never forget |
that sorrow, that pain |
like a heart |
I guess I never knew |
what she was talking about. |
I guess I never knew |
what she was living without. |
you talk to me about love |
without giving it the least value |
you will look for someone who serves you better |
to be or not to be addicted to something |
that brings you closer to what you are dreaming of. |
The hole in the wall |
seemed like a sign |
of a fist maybe |
of anger or disdain. |
Or who knows what she was |
that she hit the wall |
some accidental object |
an upside down heart |
you talk to me about love |
without giving it the least value |
you will look for someone who serves you better |
to be or not to be addicted to something |
that brings you closer to what you are dreaming of. |
you talk to me about love |
without giving it the least value |
you will look for someone who serves you better |
you will fight and you will try not to let life throw you back |
and you can't see the cracks and flaws |
What is under a heart? |
like a heart |
It was the ruby that she wore |
on a stand beside the bed |
in the hour before dawn |
when I knew she was gone. |
And I held it in my hand |
for a little while |
and dropped it into the wall |
let it go, hear it fall. |
you talk to me about love |
without giving it the least value |
you will look for someone who serves you better |
to be or not to be addicted to something |
that brings you closer to what you are dreaming of. |
I guess I never knew |
what she was talking about. |
I guess I never knew |
what she was living without |