Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Baro, artist - Nil Lara. Album song Nil Lara, in the genre ДжазDate of issue: 31.12.1995
Record label: Metro Blue
Song language: Spanish
Baro(original) |
| Quien pudiera |
| Navegar por el ayer |
| Quien pudiera |
| Caminar y no correr |
| Quien tuviera |
| La paciencia de la nube, ay de la nube |
| Quien pudiera |
| Caminar donde yo anduve, donde yo anduve |
| La mano me queda dura |
| Llorando la quemadura, solo llegare |
| La cara me queda fria |
| Tu sangre llena la mia, solo yo sere |
| La mano me queda dura |
| Llorando la quemadura, solo llegare |
| Y llegare |
| Quien pudiera |
| Conocer, conocer, conocer |
| Quien pudiera |
| No llorar al ser amado, ay al ser amado |
| Quien tuviera |
| La inocencia de un bebe, de un bebe, de un bebe |
| Quien pudiera |
| Sentirse joven otra vez |
| La mano me queda dura |
| Llorando la quemadura, solo llegare |
| La cara me queda fria |
| Tu sangre llena la mia, solo yo sere |
| La mano me queda dura |
| Llorando la quemadura, solo llegare |
| La cara me queda fria |
| Tu sangre llena la mia, solo llorare |
| La mano me queda dura |
| Llorando la quemadura |
| La cara me queda fria |
| Tu sangre llena la mia |
| La mano me queda dura |
| Quemandola, solo llegare |
| (translation) |
| Who could |
| Navigate through yesterday |
| Who could |
| walk and not run |
| who had |
| The patience of the cloud, woe to the cloud |
| Who could |
| Walk where I walked, where I walked |
| My hand is hard |
| Crying the burn, I'll just get there |
| my face is cold |
| Your blood fills mine, only I will be |
| My hand is hard |
| Crying the burn, I'll just get there |
| and I will arrive |
| Who could |
| Know, know, know |
| Who could |
| Don't cry to be loved, oh to be loved |
| who had |
| The innocence of a baby, of a baby, of a baby |
| Who could |
| feel young again |
| My hand is hard |
| Crying the burn, I'll just get there |
| my face is cold |
| Your blood fills mine, only I will be |
| My hand is hard |
| Crying the burn, I'll just get there |
| my face is cold |
| Your blood fills mine, I'll just cry |
| My hand is hard |
| crying the burn |
| my face is cold |
| Your blood fills mine |
| My hand is hard |
| Burning it down, I'll only get there |