Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sus misterios, artist - Raly Barrionuevo. Album song Noticias de Mi Alma, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 07.09.2015
Record label: Distribuidora Belgrano Norte
Song language: Spanish
Sus misterios(original) |
Una mirada se enciende |
Es un rayo de luz penitente |
Como una eterna caricia |
Desafiando el calor de la muerte |
Y ella gira como el viento |
Como un ave en pleno vuelo |
Y así se vuelve distancia |
Se desgrana su sombra en mis dedos |
Y es una flor en la greda |
Sin destino sin lumbre ni tiempo |
Deja un halo de agua fresca |
Bendiciendo mi vieja espera |
Y a la noche mi dolor |
Se hace al mar de su cuerpo |
Pero su alma sabe alcohol |
Y aquí voy, peregrino al sol |
Sus misterios, que se van yendo |
Vuelve tranquila y descalza |
Arropada de brisas y huellas |
Lleva en su piel un desvelo |
Que agoniza en la ultima estrella |
Y es un ángel solitario |
Que me espera en esas tierras |
Ya no le temo a su boca |
Solo aguardo la noche serena |
Que de un rincón milenario |
Llegara derritiendo cadenas |
Y en un siglo de deshoja |
Y hace un canto de la tristeza |
Y a la noche mi dolor |
Se hace al mar de su cuerpo |
Pero su alma sabe alcohol |
Y aquí voy, peregrino al sol |
Y sus misterios que se van yendo |
(translation) |
A look lights up |
It is a ray of penitent light |
Like an eternal caress |
Braving the heat of death |
And she spins like the wind |
Like a bird in flight |
And so it becomes distance |
She reels off her shadow of her on my fingers |
And it's a flower in the clay |
Without destiny without fire or time |
Leave a halo of fresh water |
Blessing my old wait |
And at night my pain |
It is made to the sea of your body |
But her soul of hers tastes alcohol |
And here I go, pilgrim to the sun |
Her mysteries, which are leaving |
Come back calm and barefoot |
Wrapped in breezes and footprints |
She carries in her skin a sleeplessness |
That agonizes in the last star |
And he's a lonely angel |
What awaits me in those lands |
I no longer fear his mouth |
I just wait for the serene night |
That from a thousand-year-old corner |
It will arrive melting chains |
And in a century of defoliation |
And makes a song of sadness |
And at night my pain |
It is made to the sea of your body |
But his soul tastes alcohol |
And here I go, pilgrim to the sun |
And its mysteries that are going away |