i have been looking for this song in english and had no luck.this song made me cry and i dont even know all of what he says.i understand most of it,but i want to understand all of it.mucho gracias amigo!the singer is alejandro sanz.
i have been looking for this song in english and had no luck.this song made me cry and i dont even know all of what he says.i understand most of it,but i want to understand all of it.mucho gracias amigo!the singer is alejandro sanz.
Last edited by angelita; 01-08-2008 at 07:49 PM.
Ella, se desliza y me atropella.
Y, aunque a veces no me importe
sé, que el día que la pierda,
volveré a sufrir por ...
Ella, que aparece y que se esconde;
que se marcha y que se queda;
que es pregunta y es respuesta;
que es mi oscuridad, mi estrella.
Ella, me peina el alma y me la enreda;
va conmigo pero no sé donde va.
Mi rival, mi compañera;
que está tan dentro de mi vida y,
a la vez está tan fuera sé que volveré a perderme,
y la encontraré de nuevo
pero con otro rostro y otro
nombre diferente y otro cuerpo.
Pero sigue siendo ella, que otra vez me lleva;
nunca me responde si, al girar la rueda ...
Ella, se hace fría y se hace eterna;
un suspiro en la tormenta,
a la que tantas veces le cambió la voz.
Gente que va y que viene y, siempre es
ella, que me miente y me lo niega;
que me olvida y me recuerda.
Pero, si mi boca se equivoca,
pero, si mi boca se equivoca y,
al llamarla nombro a otra,
a veces siente compasión por este loco,
ciego y loco corazón.
Sea lo que quiera Dios que sea.
Mi delito es la torpeza de ignorar
que hay quien no tiene corazón.
Y va quemando, va quemándome y me quema.
Y, ¿si fuera ella?
Ella me peina el alma y me la enreda;
va conmigo ... digo yo,
Mi rival, mi compañera; esa es ella.
Pero me cuesta cuando otro adiós se ve tan cerca.
Y, la perderé de nuevo, y otra vez preguntaré,
mientras se va y, no habrá respuesta.
Y, si esa que se aleja ...
la que estoy perdiendo ...
Y, ¿si esa era?. Y, ¿si fuera ella?.
Sea lo que quiera Dios que sea.
Mi delito es la torpeza de ignorar
que hay quien no tiene corazón
Y va quemando, va quemándome y me quema.
Y, ¿si fuera ella?
... a veces siente compasión
por este loco, ciego y loco corazón.
¿Era? ¿quién me dice, si era ella?
Y, si la vida es una rueda y va girando
y nadie sabe cuándo tiene que saltar.
Y la miro ... y, ¿si fuera ella? ¿si fuera ella?
Y, ¿si fuera ella?
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.
She glides and knocks me down,
and even if sometimes I don’t care
I know that the day I’ll lose her
I’ll suffer again for...
her, she, who turns up and hides;
who leaves and stays;
who’s a question and an answer;
who’s my darkness, my star.
She tangles and disentangles my soul;
she goes with me, but I don’t know where she’s going.
My rival, my companion;
who is so deep into my life and,
at the same time is out of it; I know I’ll get lost again,
and I’ll find her once more
but with another face and a
different name and another body.
But it’s still her, taking me away again;
she never gives me a “yes” when the wheel turns...
She’s cold and eternal;
a whisper in a storm,
she, whose voice has changed so many times.
People come and go and, it’s always
her, she, who lies to me and denies it;
who forgets me and remembers me.
But what about if my mouth makes a mistake
but what about if my mouth makes a mistake and,
says another name when calling her,
sometimes she pities this madman,
this blind and mad heart.
Let it be whatever God wants it to be.
My crime is the stupidity of ignoring
that there are heartless people.
And it’s burning, it’s burning me and it burns me.
And what about if it’s her?
She tangles and disentangles my soul;
she goes with me... I think,
My rival, my companion; that’s her.
But it’s so hard when I see another goodbye approaching.
And I’ll lose her again, and I’ll ask once more,
while she’s leaving and, there’ll be no answer.
And what about if that woman who’s walking away...
the one I’m losing...
And what about if it was her? And what about if it’s her?
Let it be whatever God wants it to be
My crime is the stupidity of ignoring
that there are heartless people.
And it’s burning, it’s burning me and it burns me.
And what about if it’s her?
.... sometimes she pities
this madman, this blind and mad heart.
Was she? Who can tell me whether it was her?
And life is a wheel that turns all the time
and nobody knows when it’ll jump out.
And I look at her... and what about if it’s her? What about if it’s her?
And what about if it’s her?
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“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.
gracias.i knew this was a beautiful song.it made me cry when i heard it.thanks again
You're most welcome... it's nice to translate such gorgeous and touching songs![]()
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.
could you translate another one?um,it's by don omar.quien la vio llorar.
Contigo sufrio
Conmigo vivio
Y con tus mentiras
Llenastes su vida
De desilucion
No le hables de amor
Ya no sirve un perdon
Tu tiempo ha pasado
No vengas pidiendo
Una explicacion
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Eliel!)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
Y tu la hicistes llorar
Yo la hice mujer
yo soy tu hermano, no te quize ofender
Y aunque el tiempo pasa, hoy te toco perder
Y si en realidad tu quieres saber
Aqui fue usted quien fallo
Y a ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
Entonces dime que diablos le hicistes
Como pudistes, como tanto la heristes
Y aunque te duela que soy yo
De quien tu mujer se enamoro
Da la vuelta sin tu explicacion
Que a ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
A ella quien la vio llorar fui yo
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.
With you she suffered
with me she lived
and with your lies
you filled her life
of disappointment
don't speak to her about love
a “sorry” doesn’t help anymore
your time’s over
don't come here
requesting an explanation
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Eliel!)
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
You made her cry
I made her a woman
I am your brother, I didn't want to offend you
and although the time is passing by.you have to admit defeat today
and if you really need to know
you’re the one who failed here
And it was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
Tell me what the hell you did to her
how could you? how could you hurt her so much
and even if you don’t like it
I’m the one with whom your woman fell in love
now turn around without any explanation
And it was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
(Oooh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh...)
It was me the one who saw her cry
It was me the one who saw her cry
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“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.
wow i like your translations.thankyou so much
Last edited by angelita; 01-09-2008 at 07:22 PM.
Oi Angelita! don't make me blush please.... hahaha... you're welcome
have a nice day!!!
“If cats looked like frogs we'd realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That's what people remember.” ― Terry Pratchett.
tu divertidas!!usted tiene un buen dia demasiado!adios