Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Arena De Otoño, artist - Nino Bravo. Album song En Libertad, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.2012
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Arena De Otoño(original) |
| Arena de otoo, la playa se duerme |
| Un sol ya cansado ya feliz |
| Las voces se pierden, el eco no vuelve |
| El cielo ha cambiado: ahora es gris |
| Tan slo el rumor de la lluvia en el mar |
| Tan solo tu voz |
| Volv a aquella playa buscando la huella |
| De un cuerpo que an siento junto a m |
| Mis dedos se hundieron dentro de la arena |
| Buscando los besos que perd |
| Tan slo el rumor de la lluvia en el mar |
| Tan slo tu voz |
| Amores de esto |
| Son como los brotes |
| Que cuando florecen es para morir |
| El fruto de agosto |
| Est ya muy lejos |
| No intentes tomarlo, ya no es para ti |
| Sentado en la arena ya no busco nada |
| Mis ojos se pierden en el mar |
| Soando otros soles, tal vez ms amores |
| Que nazcan y mueran sin brotar |
| Tan slo el rumor de la lluvia en el mar |
| Tan slo tu voz |
| Amores de esto |
| Son como los brotes |
| Que cuando florecen es para morir |
| El fruto de agosto |
| Est ya muy lejos |
| No intentes tomarlo, ya no es para t |
| Amores de esto |
| Son como los brotes |
| Que cuando florecen es para morir |
| El fruto de agosto |
| Est ya muy lejos |
| No intentes tomarlo, ya no es para t |
| Amores de esto |
| Son como los brotes |
| Que cuando florecen es para morir |
| El fruto de agosto… |
| (translation) |
| Autumn sand, the beach falls asleep |
| A sun already tired and happy |
| The voices are lost, the echo does not return |
| The sky has changed: it is now gray |
| Just the sound of rain on the sea |
| just your voice |
| I went back to that beach looking for the footprint |
| Of a body that I still feel next to me |
| My fingers sank into the sand |
| Looking for the kisses that I lost |
| Just the sound of rain on the sea |
| just your voice |
| loves of this |
| They are like buds |
| That when they bloom is to die |
| the fruit of august |
| It's already very far |
| Don't try to take it, it's not for you anymore |
| Sitting on the sand I no longer look for anything |
| My eyes are lost in the sea |
| Dreaming other suns, maybe more loves |
| May they be born and die without sprouting |
| Just the sound of rain on the sea |
| just your voice |
| loves of this |
| They are like buds |
| That when they bloom is to die |
| the fruit of august |
| It's already very far |
| Don't try to take it, it's not for you anymore |
| loves of this |
| They are like buds |
| That when they bloom is to die |
| the fruit of august |
| It's already very far |
| Don't try to take it, it's not for you anymore |
| loves of this |
| They are like buds |
| That when they bloom is to die |
| The fruit of August… |