Adriana Varela — Fuimos song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Fuimos" by Adriana Varela.
Lyrics
Fui como una lluvia de cenizas y fatigas
en las horas resignadas de tu vida…
Gota de vinagre derramada,
fatalmente derramada sobre todas tus heridas.
Fuiste por mi culpa golondrina entre la nieve;
rosa marchitada por la nube que no llueve.
Fuimos la esperanza que no llega, que no alcanza,
que no puede vislumbrar su tarde mansa.
Fuimos el viajero que no implora, que no reza,
que no llora, que se echo a morir.
Vete!!!
No comprendes que te estas matando.
No comprendes que te estoy llamando.
Vete!!!
No me beses que te estoy llorando
y quisiera no llorarte mas.
No ves.
Es mejor que mi dolor
quede tirado con tu amor,
librado de mi amor final.
Vete.
No comprendes que te estoy salvando.
No comprendes que te estoy amando.
No me sigas. Ni me llames. Ni me beses.
Ni me llores. Ni me quieras mas.
Fuimos abrazados a la angustia de un presagio
por la noche de un camino sin salidas,
palidos despojos de un naufragio
sacudidos por las olas del amor y de la vida.
Fuimos empujados en un viento desolado…
sombras de una sombra que tornaba del pasado.
Fuimos la esperanza que no llega, que no alcanza,
que no puede vislumbrar su tarde mansa.
Fuimos el viajero que no implora, que no reza,
que no llora, que se echo a morir.
Lyrics translation
I was like a rain of ashes and fatigue
in the resigned hours of your life…
Drop of vinegar spilled,
fatally spilled all over your wounds.
You were my fault swallow in the snow;
pink withered by the cloud that doesn't rain.
We were the hope that does not reach, that does not reach,
that you can't catch a glimpse of your Meek afternoon.
We were the traveler who does not beg, who does not pray,
he doesn't cry, he's dying.
Go away!!!
You don't understand that you're killing yourself.
You don't understand I'm calling you.
Go away!!!
Don't kiss me I'm crying
and I'd like to stop crying to you.
You don't see.
It's better than my pain
lay down with your love,
freed from my ultimate love.
See.
You don't understand I'm saving you.
You don't understand that I'm loving you.
Don't follow me. Don't even call me. Don't even kiss me.
Don't even cry to me. Don't even want me anymore.
We were embraced by the anguish of an omen
at night of a road with no exits,
pale Spoils of a shipwreck
shaken by the waves of love and life.
We were pushed into a desolate wind…
shadows of a shadow that turned from the past.
We were the hope that does not reach, that does not reach,
that you can't catch a glimpse of your Meek afternoon.
We were the traveler who does not beg, who does not pray,
he doesn't cry, he's dying.