Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Abandono, artist - XXL. Album song 117 dB, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 03.11.2003
Record label: Warner Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Abandono(original) |
Miro a la ventana |
Ya no queda nada |
Solo unos recuerdos |
Emotivos de la infanzia |
Y ahora que conozco la |
Sabidurìa |
Digo adiòs a la ironia de |
la vida. |
Miro ya las cosas |
fuera de mi entorno |
y a los noventa anos |
siento que ya estorbo. |
Miro las paredes de la |
residencia, |
Ni yo mismo siento mi |
presencia. |
No, no me digas que |
lo haces por mi bien. |
Se muy bien que no |
hay sitio para mi |
No, no me digas que |
lo haces por mi bien. |
Lo se muy bien, lo se |
muy bien. |
No poder ver el sol |
libre nunca mas |
Pienso en mi familia, |
pienso en su coartada |
par dejarme aquì |
tirado en la estacada |
tanto sacrificio |
todos estos anos |
para acabar aquì |
mi vida entre extranos. |
Miro a la ventana |
Sempre es invierno |
Todo es oscuro |
Cuando se te acaba el |
Tempo, |
no duele la muerte |
no duelen los anos |
no duele estar solo |
duele el abbandono. |
No, no me digas que |
lo haces por mi bien. |
Se muy bien que no |
hay sitio para mi |
No, no me digas que |
lo haces por mi bien. |
Lo se muy bien, lo se |
muy bien. |
No poder ver el sol |
libre nunca mas. |
(translation) |
I look out the window |
There's nothing left |
just a few memories |
childhood emotions |
And now that I know the |
Wisdom |
I say goodbye to the irony of |
life. |
I already look at things |
out of my environment |
and at the age of ninety |
I feel like I'm already in the way. |
I look at the walls |
home, |
I myself do not feel my |
presence. |
No, don't tell me that |
you do it for my good. |
I know very well that no |
there is room for me |
No, don't tell me that |
you do it for my good. |
I know very well, I know |
very well. |
not being able to see the sun |
free never again |
I think of my family, |
I think about his alibi |
to leave me here |
thrown in the lurch |
so much sacrifice |
All these years |
to finish here |
my life among strangers. |
I look out the window |
It's always winter |
everything is dark |
when you run out |
Tempo, |
death doesn't hurt |
the years don't hurt |
it doesn't hurt to be alone |
abandonment hurts. |
No, don't tell me that |
you do it for my good. |
I know very well that no |
there is room for me |
No, don't tell me that |
you do it for my good. |
I know very well, I know |
very well. |
not being able to see the sun |
free never again |