Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Contando Primaveras, artist - Melendi. Album song Sin Noticias De Holanda, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 02.07.2006
Record label: Parlophone Spain
Song language: Spanish
Contando Primaveras(original) |
Letra de ''Contando Primaveras'' |
Si tienes el pasado |
Cultivado con errores |
Ven, corre, te lo cambio |
Por un ramito de flores |
Si tienes la mirada |
Perdida en aquel desierto |
Buscando alguna estrella |
Que se ha caido del cielo |
ESTRIBILLO |
No pienses que es que el mundo se ha vuelto del revés |
Que dentro de mil años somos monos otra vez |
Y un voto por los curas que se cambian de acera |
Por el botellón, y luces de neón en la carretera |
Así que, tranquilízate, tomate un café… |
Y vive contando primaveras |
Y vive contando primaveras |
Y vive contando primaveras |
Que dicen que la sangre altera |
Y mientras tanto navegando a la deriva |
En el estrecho que separa tus dos pechos en patera |
Si juntas en la vida |
To el amor y toas las penas |
Recogeras tan solo |
Un saco de dulces condenas |
Si el mago que yo era |
Se ha quedado ya sin magia |
Tranquila, yo te cazo |
Al alzo si eso hiciera falta |
ESTRIBILLO |
Y vive contando primaveras |
Que dicen que la sangre altera |
Y mientras tanto navegando a la deriva |
En el estrecho que separa tus dos pechos en patera |
(translation) |
"Counting Springs" lyrics |
if you have the past |
Grown with bugs |
Come, run, I'll change it for you |
For a bouquet of flowers |
If you have the look |
Lost in that desert |
looking for some star |
that has fallen from the sky |
CHORUS |
Don't think that the world has turned upside down |
That in a thousand years we are monkeys again |
And a vote for the priests who change the sidewalk |
For the bottle, and neon lights on the road |
So calm down, have a coffee... |
And he lives counting springs |
And he lives counting springs |
And he lives counting springs |
They say that the blood alters |
And meanwhile drifting |
In the strait that separates your two breasts in a patera |
If together in life |
All the love and all the sorrows |
you will collect only |
A sack of sweet convictions |
If the magician that I was |
He has already run out of magic |
Calm down, I hunt you down |
To the raise if that were necessary |
CHORUS |
And he lives counting springs |
They say that the blood alters |
And meanwhile drifting |
In the strait that separates your two breasts in a patera |