Translation of the song lyrics Cosas De La Vida - Raphael

Cosas De La Vida (original)

Me pidió que le firmara
En el borde de su entrada
Por favor
Y que algo le escribiera
De esa apasionada letra
Por favor
Donde dice usted que ama
Con la fuerza de los mares
Con el ímpetu del viento
Con su alma y con su carne…
Cómo no, querida amiga
Cuanto quieras, cuanto pidas
Mal de amores ya tan joven
A pesar de esa belleza
Y esa piel de canela, de bronce, de miel?
Y esa piel de canela, de bronce, de miel?
Me pareces algo aparte
Si me esperas que me cambie
Por favor
Por ahí nos perderemos
Para hablar y conocernos
Por favor
Y en un bar de poca monta
Un lugar de carretera
De intercambio de parejas
E interiores con alcobas;
Entre música y penumbra
Baile y humo, charla y copa
Nos pasaron muchas horas
Hasta ver amanecer
Y esa piel de canela, de bronce, de miel?
Y esa piel de canela, de bronce, de miel?
Al salir de aquella cueva
Ya con luz de la mañana
Ya sin rimmel que enmascara
Al besarla me di cuenta
Que esa diosa, que ese cielo
Que esa luna era lucero
Me callé, no dije nada
Y al partir me pregunté
Y esa piel de canela, de bronce, de miel?
Y esa piel de canela, de bronce, de miel?
Cosas de la vida
Cosas de la vida
Cosas de la vida

Cosas De La Vida (translation)

He asked me to sign him
At the edge of your driveway
Please
And that something wrote to him
Of that passionate letter
Please
where do you say you love
With the force of the seas
With the force of the wind
With his soul and with his flesh…
Of course, dear friend
how much you want, how much you ask
lovesick already so young
Despite that beauty
And that skin of cinnamon, bronze, honey?
And that skin of cinnamon, bronze, honey?
you seem to me something apart
If you expect me to change
Please
That's where we'll get lost
To talk and get to know each other
Please
And in a small time bar
a roadside place
swingers
E interiors with bedrooms;
Between music and darkness
Dance and smoke, talk and drink
We spent many hours
Until I see sunrise
And that skin of cinnamon, bronze, honey?
And that skin of cinnamon, bronze, honey?
Coming out of that cave
Already with morning light
No longer mascara that masks
When I kissed her I realized
That goddess, that sky
That moon was star
I kept quiet, I didn't say anything
And when I left I asked myself
And that skin of cinnamon, bronze, honey?
And that skin of cinnamon, bronze, honey?
Life things
Life things
Life things