Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Mi Favor, artist - Phyzh Eye
Date of issue: 22.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
A Mi Favor(original) |
A mi favor, el tiempo está a mi favor, a mi favor el tiempo está a mi favor, |
uhh. |
A mi favor, el tiempo está a mi favor |
A mi favor, el tiempo está a mi favor. |
Me lleva a volar, a despegar de este |
lugar |
A mi favor el tiempo está a mi favor |
Cada vez que emprendo este vuelo interno |
Y luego despego del suelo y me voy diciendo |
Que es tiempo de volver luego despierto |
Miro tranquilo la mañana al son del sonido de una voz |
Que no viene de los dos oídos que tengo |
Esta me va diciendo que no hay una |
Cosa de la que huya que me salve de rupturas |
O grietas que abren hasta la corteza más dura |
Yo entiendo ese mensaje y salgo viendo una fortuna |
El viento sopla de repente me hago la pregunta |
¿Qué el tiempo que no perdura vale menos que una tumba? |
pendiendo todas la |
dudas veo fluya a un grado, todo en una suma porque no quiero verme en |
espirales nunca |
Y es que atrapado en donde he andado desaparezco del mundo, creo que es tanto |
lo que he dado que al final ya no es justo. |
Si me caigo me levanto, |
voy volando y no busco ni mi rostro ni tu rastro ve a donde quieras tu |
Que al final perdí ya no está en mi |
Volver a ser ese que todos quieren |
Si un día te escribí lo hice feliz, estoy seguro |
Ahora vendrán a verme |
Van a llamarme a buscarme ya es tarde |
Se bien en donde quiero estar |
Querrán codearse, quedarse, ser parte |
Se te ha escapado la oportunidad |
Estas son las horas extras que van de mi parte |
Es el desgaste del tiempo que no siento perdido |
Mientras me alcance |
Vivo encadenado a una rutina dejando escapar el sueño |
Que a veces me parte y pienso |
Nada está perdido siempre y cuando el cuerpo aguante |
Camino y voy desordenadamente |
Yo y mis locas ganas de ser diferente al resto |
No hay secretos, solo el universo conspirando a mi favor |
Y lo que el viento se llevó a lo largo de un camino hostil |
Un montón de pesadillas y el relevo longevo de mi jardín |
Entre otras cosas, mis años maravillosos |
Un par de bolsillos rotos entre noches frías y tardes de Abril |
Y es que atrapado en donde he andado desaparezco del mundo, creo que es tanto |
lo que he dado que al final ya no es justo. |
Si me caigo me levanto, |
voy volando y no busco ni mi rostro ni tu rastro ve a donde quieras tu |
A mi favor, el tiempo está a mi favor, a mi favor |
El tiempo está a mi favor, a mi favor |
El tiempo está a mi favor, a mi favor |
(translation) |
In my favor, time is in my favor, in my favor, time is in my favor, |
uhh. |
In my favor, time is in my favor |
In my favor, time is in my favor. |
It takes me to fly, to take off from this |
place |
In my favor time is in my favor |
Every time I take this internal flight |
And then I get off the ground and I go saying |
That it's time to come back then awake |
I calmly look at the morning to the sound of a voice |
That does not come from the two ears that I have |
This is telling me that there isn't one |
Thing I run from that saves me from breakups |
Or cracks that open even the hardest crust |
I understand that message and I come out seeing a fortune |
The wind blows suddenly I ask myself the question |
That the time that does not last is worth less than a grave? |
hanging all the |
doubts I see flow to a degree, all in one sum because I don't want to see myself in |
never spirals |
And it's that trapped where I've been I disappear from the world, I think it's so much |
what I have given that in the end is no longer fair. |
If I fall I get up, |
I'm flying and I'm not looking for my face or your trail go wherever you want |
That in the end I lost is no longer in me |
Go back to being the one everyone wants |
If one day I wrote to you I made him happy, I'm sure |
Now they will come to see me |
They're going to call me to look for me, it's already late |
I know where I want to be |
They will want to rub shoulders, stay, be part |
you missed the opportunity |
These are the overtime hours that go from me |
It's the wear of time that I don't feel lost |
As long as it reaches me |
I live chained to a routine letting sleep escape |
That sometimes it breaks me and I think |
Nothing is lost as long as the body endures |
I walk and go disorderly |
Me and my crazy desire to be different from the rest |
There are no secrets, just the universe conspiring in my favor |
And gone with the wind along a hostile road |
A lot of nightmares and the long-lived relay of my garden |
Among other things, my wonderful years |
A couple of torn pockets between cold nights and afternoons in April |
And it's that trapped where I've been I disappear from the world, I think it's so much |
what I have given that in the end is no longer fair. |
If I fall I get up, |
I'm flying and I'm not looking for my face or your trail go wherever you want |
In my favor, time is in my favor, in my favor |
Time is on my side, on my side |
Time is on my side, on my side |