Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tributo Al Amor, artist - Ricardo Montaner. Album song Es Así, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 21.10.1997
Record label: WEA Latina
Song language: Spanish
Tributo Al Amor(original) |
Hoy canto para tí |
a toda tú geografía |
Hoy canto para tí… |
bien de manos en la Gran Vía |
Hoy todito el mundo nos sonríe, |
sonríe el del restaurante no nos cobró…no |
Hoy canto para tí en medio del aguadero |
Hoy canto para tí…bien… entre reforma y el centro |
Esta música que a mi me gusta… s |
sonríe el del restaurante no nos cobró y nos fuimos sin pagar… |
Tributo al amor de quien se enamoré |
Al que peleó tiene su alma de duelo |
a la muchedumbre que manifiesta |
Por el amor en plena linea de fuego |
Tributo a tu cara a tu sonrisa a |
tu mirada doy homenaje a tu nombre |
Tributo a tu voz a tu caminar a tus creencias |
y a esa bendita vergüenza |
Te pienso |
Hoy vale mi vida una cuarta parte, |
ando moribundo el pasto de este parque. |
Hoy no voy a sangrar en la afeitada, |
mi cara arde por otra cortada. |
Hoy me valen dos pesos los valores. |
Me queda de humildad sólo unas fichas. |
Hoy buscaba tu amor en un diccionario |
y me pasé completo el abecedario. |
Valen mis caricias algo en tu memoria, |
hay en ese olvido algo de mi historia. |
Vale que lo grite a cada transeúnte: |
Todavía te pienso, todavía te pienso. |
Te pienso. |
Hoy el ruido del mar me deja sordo, |
ahora mis olas no llegan a tu orilla. |
Me robé de tu playa unos corales, a |
lgo de tu agua para no secarme. |
Y todavía te pienso, y todavía te pienso, |
pienso, amor, te pienso. |
(translation) |
Today I sing for you |
to all your geography |
Today I sing for you... |
good hands on the Gran Vía |
Today the whole world smiles at us, |
smiles the restaurant did not charge us ... no |
Today I sing for you in the middle of the watering hole |
Today I sing for you… well… between reform and the center |
This music that I like… s |
smiles the restaurant did not charge us and we left without paying... |
Tribute to the love with whom I fell in love |
The one who fought has his grieving soul |
to the crowd that demonstrates |
For love in the line of fire |
Tribute to your face to your smile to |
your look I pay homage to your name |
Tribute to your voice to your walk to your beliefs |
and to that blessed shame |
I think of you |
Today my life is worth a quarter, |
I am dying the grass of this park. |
Today I'm not going to bleed when shaving, |
my face burns from another cut. |
Today the values are worth two pesos. |
I only have a few tokens left from humility. |
Today I was looking for your love in a dictionary |
and I passed the complete alphabet. |
My caresses are worth something in your memory, |
there is in that forgetfulness something of my history. |
It is worth shouting to each passerby: |
I still think of you, I still think of you. |
I think of you. |
Today the noise of the sea leaves me deaf, |
now my waves do not reach your shore. |
I stole some corals from your beach, |
Some of your water so I don't dry myself. |
And I still think of you, and I still think of you, |
I think, love, I think of you. |