Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Paso Lento, artist - Monica Molina. Album song Autorretrato: Lo Mejor De Mónica Molina, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 03.09.2007
Record label: Parlophone Spain
Song language: Spanish
A Paso Lento(original) |
Pasa el tiempo a mi vera gritándome |
Que la vida no espera ponte a correr |
Harta ya de este cuento quiero salir |
Donde tomar aliento para seguir |
Ir a paso lento por mi mundo |
Saborear cada segundo |
Poniendo rumbo a donde quiera |
Que no existan las fronteras |
Y en cada nuevo amanecer |
Sentir la magia de la espera |
Y canto al viento porque hoy |
Quisiera ser |
De ceniza o de papel |
Elevarme y ascender |
Ligera ser, solo aire y escapar |
De un suspiro hacia un lugar |
Cualquiera |
Busco la luz primera que me hizo ver |
Que no hay ninguna carrera donde vencer |
Que solo importa contar si es para medir |
El techo que hay entre estar vivo y vivir |
Ir a paso lento por mi mundo |
Saborear cada segundo |
Poniendo rumbo a donde quiera |
Que no existan las fronteras |
Y en cada nuevo amanecer |
Sentir la magia de la espera |
Y canto al viento porque hoy |
Quisiera ser |
Ser, de ceniza o de papel |
Elevarme y ascender |
Ligera ser, solo aire y escapar |
De un suspiro hacia un lugar |
Cualquiera |
(translation) |
spend time next to me yelling at me |
That life does not wait, start running |
Tired of this story I want to get out |
Where to take breath to continue |
Go slow through my world |
savor every second |
Heading wherever you want |
That there are no borders |
And in each new dawn |
Feel the magic of waiting |
And I sing to the wind because today |
I would like to be |
Ash or paper |
rise and ascend |
Be light, just air and escape |
From a sigh to a place |
Any |
I look for the first light that made me see |
That there is no race to win |
That it only matters to count if it is to measure |
The ceiling between being alive and living |
Go slow through my world |
savor every second |
Heading wherever you want |
That there are no borders |
And in each new dawn |
Feel the magic of waiting |
And I sing to the wind because today |
I would like to be |
To be, of ash or of paper |
rise and ascend |
Be light, just air and escape |
From a sigh to a place |
Any |