Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Control, artist - Solitario. Date of issue: 09.05.2019
Song language: Spanish
Control(original) |
| No es que esté en fase terminal, ni nada de eso |
| Es que mi vida terminó hace mucho tiempo |
| Tanto que no lo recuerdo |
| Ha pasado tan rápido la vida y la he sufrido tan lento… |
| Se me rompe algo aquí dentro |
| Será la otra mitad del corazón resquebrajándose |
| A veces me pregunto qué haría si me quedara un mes de vida |
| Y la verdad es que no lo sé |
| Seguramente seguiría igual que ahora |
| Ni aún muriéndome le echaría pelotas |
| No sé si soy un cobarde, o este problema es tan grande |
| Que ya no soy el dueño de mi mente |
| ¿De qué soy dueño entonces? |
| De este trastorno, yo lo poseo, él me posee |
| Supongo que nos tenemos el uno al otro |
| Somos dos locos en el cuerpo de un cadáver |
| No aguanto esa sensación cada vez que salgo |
| Se me sale el corazón por la boca aunque me lo trago |
| Que me contéis vuestras movidas me da asco |
| Vuestro sufrimiento me hace sentir insultado |
| Qué no daría yo por ser normal, como todos |
| Porque mis malas rachas fueran por amor |
| Pero mis malas rachas son porque estoy loco |
| Y parece que es el otro quien siempre tuvo el control |
| (translation) |
| It's not like I'm terminally ill or anything like that. |
| It's that my life ended a long time ago |
| So much that I don't remember |
| Life has passed so quickly and I have suffered it so slowly... |
| Something breaks in here |
| It will be the other half of the heart cracking |
| Sometimes I wonder what I would do if I had a month to live |
| And the truth is that I don't know |
| I would surely stay the same as now |
| I wouldn't even throw balls at him even dying |
| I don't know if I'm a coward, or this problem is so big |
| That I am no longer the owner of my mind |
| What do I own then? |
| Of this disorder, I own him, he owns me |
| I guess we have each other |
| We are two madmen in the body of a corpse |
| I can't stand that feeling every time I go out |
| My heart comes out of my mouth even though I swallow it |
| That you tell me your moves disgusts me |
| Your suffering makes me feel insulted |
| What I wouldn't give to be normal, like everyone else |
| Because my bad streaks were for love |
| But my bad streaks are because I'm crazy |
| And it seems that it is the other who was always in control |