Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Regreso, artist - Quilapayun. Date of issue: 19.11.1992
Song language: Spanish
Regreso(original) |
| Volver a los sueños |
| Rendido por la ausencia |
| Diferente |
| Sin certezas por ver y sentir |
| Preciso no es fácil decir |
| Aquello que el silencio |
| Guarda como una fábula |
| Venir de tan lejos, vencible |
| Con la marcha del tiempo |
| En los hábitos |
| Y en los labios la esperanza |
| La risa nostalgia |
| No es con razones que puedo explicar |
| Lo distinto que estoy en la misma luz |
| Y es inquietante saber que las sombras |
| Cambiaron sus formas de acontecer |
| Nada se olvida porque hasta el final |
| Atado quedó en mi vida |
| El espacio que se nombra mi país |
| Fui desgarrado de todas las señas |
| Que hicieron mi llama y mi descubrir |
| Y es de un distante lugar que los años |
| Me envían los signos de mi entender |
| Y, sin embargo, yo sé que total |
| Sabré compartir un día |
| El espacio que se nombra mi país |
| Cambiaron las vidas |
| En torno de la espera |
| Simplemente, por anhelos de ser y vivir |
| ¡Abrir la frontera es el fin |
| Latir desde la tierra |
| En canción pura y única! |
| Presente y lejana |
| La esencia del motivo |
| El comienzo, la memoria |
| La raíz de la luz y del amor |
| ¡Es siempre frágil la constancia |
| Del volver, voz y lágrima! |
| (translation) |
| back to dreams |
| Surrendered by absence |
| Different |
| Without certainties to see and feel |
| Accurate not easy to say |
| that which silence |
| Save like a fable |
| Coming from so far, beatable |
| With the march of time |
| in the habits |
| And on the lips the hope |
| the nostalgic laugh |
| It's not with reasons I can explain |
| The different that I am in the same light |
| And it's unsettling to know that the shadows |
| They changed their ways of happening |
| Nothing is forgotten because until the end |
| He was tied in my life |
| The space that is named my country |
| I was torn from all signs |
| What made my flame and my discovery |
| And it's from a distant place that the years |
| They send me the signs of my understanding |
| And yet I know that total |
| I will know how to share one day |
| The space that is named my country |
| lives changed |
| around the waiting |
| Simply, for the desire to be and live |
| Opening the border is the end |
| beat from the ground |
| In pure and unique song! |
| present and distant |
| The essence of the motive |
| The beginning, the memory |
| The root of light and love |
| Constancy is always fragile |
| From the return, voice and tear! |