Alejandra Alberti — 9:33 song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "9:33" by Alejandra Alberti.
Lyrics
9:33 esperndote
Y el reloj se re sordamente
Acordndome que esto fue as Desde la segundo vez
Despus de que te conoc,
Todo lo que bien tus ojos
Se empez a borrar como una ilusin,
Construida con tus escusas sin valor
Que te sientes mal,
Que te duele la inteligencia por tanto pensar,
Que es un mircoles, que es muy tarde
Y que los relmpagos te acosaran
Si no me quieres, que te vaya bien
Ya no quiero otra mentira ms de ti
Qudate ah, qudate ah.
Imagnate lo que quieras t Y cree lo que quieras,
Pero al fin te conozco yo tan montono
Ve a leerle tu sermn a la que sigue por favor
No pidas perdn que te escuchas
Como un comercial que est en repeticin,
En repeticin, en repeticin, en repeticin.
Que te sientes mal,
Que te duele la inteligencia por tanto pensar
Que es un mircoles, que es muy tarde
Y que los relmpagos te acosaran
Si no me quieres, que te vaya bien
Ya no quiero otra mentira ms de ti
Qudate ah, qudate ah.
Sigue disfrazndote as Tus mentiras ya no mentirn por ti, por ti Que te sientes mal,
Que te duele la inteligencia por tanto pensar,
Que es un mircoles, que es muy tarde
Y que los relmpagos te acosaran
Si no me quieres, que te vaya bien
Ya no quiero otra mentira ms de ti
Qudate ah, qudate ah.
9:33 esperndote, esperndote, esperndote,
9:33 esperndote, esperndote, esperndote,
9:33 esperndote, esperndote, esperndote,
9:33 esperndote, esperndote, esperndote.
Lyrics translation
9:33 sperndote
And the clock is deafened
I agreed that this was as from the second time
After I met you,
All that good your eyes
It began to fade like an illusion,
Built with your worthless excuses
That you feel bad,
That it hurts your intelligence so much to think,
Which is a mircoles, which is very late
And the Lightning will haunt you
If you don't love me, go well
I don't want any more lies from you.
Qudate ah, qudate ah.
Imagnate what you want t and believe what you want,
But at last I know you so much
Go read your sermon to the next one please
Don't ask perdn to listen to you
Like a commercial that's in repeatin,
In repetition, in repetition, in repetition.
That you feel bad,
That it hurts your intelligence so much to think
Which is a mircoles, which is very late
And the Lightning will haunt you
If you don't love me, go well
I don't want any more lies from you.
Qudate ah, qudate ah.
Keep disguising your lies no more lying for you, for you that you feel bad,
That it hurts your intelligence so much to think,
Which is a mircoles, which is very late
And the Lightning will haunt you
If you don't love me, go well
I don't want any more lies from you.
Qudate ah, qudate ah.
9: 33 sperndote, sperndote, sperndote,
9: 33 sperndote, sperndote, sperndote,
9: 33 sperndote, sperndote, sperndote,
9: 33 sperndote, sperndote, sperndote.