Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yo Canto Porque Tengo Vida, artist - Mercedes Sosa. Album song Ángel, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Record label: Universal Music Argentina
Song language: Spanish
Yo Canto Porque Tengo Vida(original) |
Fue cantante como oltros profetas |
O tenderos de una calle gris |
Y vendia muy bien sus canciones |
Con promesas de un mundo feliz |
Y cantaba con honestidad |
Y tocaba con sinceridad |
Y por eso a la gente del pueblo |
Le gustaba escucharlo cantar |
Mas enctonces le impuso ese amor |
Una duda tan fuerte y atroz |
Que contraria a su buen corazon |
Puso en el una contradicion |
Una nube manchando su cielo |
Su coraje y su sinceridad |
Descubrio que cantar es terrible |
Si se piensa en vender nada mas |
Yo canto porque tengo vida |
Y no para agradarle a usted! |
Yo canto porque tengo vida |
Y munca a pedido de usted! |
Yo canto porque tengo vida! |
Hubo muchos que bien se ganaron |
Con canciones, su techo y su pan |
Mas de pronto las musas se fueron |
Y no habran de cantar nunca mas |
Las muchachas dejaron de amar |
Los poemas del viejo cantor |
Y le ha sido robado aquel sol |
Que el sozaba desde su cancion |
Y asi fue que ya muerto el cantante |
Otro nuevo subio al pedestal |
Y vendia mejor pues sabia |
Donde estaban las musas y el sol |
Mas de lejos se escucha una voz |
Temblorosa intentando volver |
El derecho la impulsa a cantar |
La razon y una nueva verdad |
Yo canto porque tengo vida |
Y no para agradarle a usted! |
Yo canto porque tengo vida |
Y nunca a pedido de usted! |
Yo canto porque tengo vida |
Y no por temor a morir! |
Yo canto porque tengo vida |
Y a nadie, a nadie, a nadie yo protegere! |
Yo canto porque tengo vida! |
(translation) |
He was a singer like other prophets |
Or shopkeepers of a gray street |
And she sold her songs very well |
With promises of a brave new world |
And she sang honestly |
And she played with sincerity |
And that's why the townspeople |
She liked to hear him sing |
But then he imposed that love on her |
A doubt so strong and atrocious |
That contrary to his good heart |
She put a contradiction in him |
A cloud staining your sky |
His courage from him and his sincerity |
I discovered that singing is terrible |
If you think of selling nothing else |
I sing because I have life |
And not to please you! |
I sing because I have life |
And never at your request! |
I sing because I have life! |
There were many who were well earned |
With songs, its roof and its bread |
But suddenly the muses left |
And they will never sing again |
The girls stopped loving |
The old singer's poems |
And that sun has been stolen |
That he dreamed from his song |
And so it was that the singer was already dead |
Another new climbed to the pedestal |
And he sold better because he knew |
Where were the muses and the sun |
Farther away a voice is heard |
Shaky trying to get back |
The law drives her to sing |
The reason and a new truth |
I sing because I have life |
And not to please you! |
I sing because I have life |
And never at your request! |
I sing because I have life |
And not for fear of dying! |
I sing because I have life |
And no one, no one, no one will I protect! |
I sing because I have life! |