Ana Belen — Derroche song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Derroche" by Ana Belen.
Lyrics
El reloj de cuerda suspendido,
el telfono desconectado,
en una mesa dos copas de vino
y a la noche se le fue la mano.
Una luz rosada imaginamos
comenzamos por probar el vino
con mirarnos todo lo dijimos
y a la noche se le fue la mano.
Si supiera contar todo lo que sent
no qued un lugar que no anduviera en ti.
Besos, ternura
que derroche de amor
cuanta locura.
Que no acabe esta noche ni esta Luna de abril
para entrar en el cielo no es preciso morir.
Parecamos dos irracionales
que se iban a morir maana.
Derrochamos, no importaba nada
las reservas de los manantiales
parecamos dos irracionales
que se iban a morir maana.
Si pudiera contar todo lo que sent
no qued un lugar que no anduviera en ti.
Y la noche es testigo de esta inmensa locura.
Nuestra ruta de amor se convierte en ternura.
Lyrics translation
The hanging rope clock,
phone disconnected,
on a table two glasses of wine
and at night, his hand was gone.
A pink light we imagine
we start by tasting the wine
looking at us all we said
and at night, his hand was gone.
If I could tell everything I feel
there's no place left that wasn't in you.
Kisses, tenderness
what a waste of love
how crazy.
May it not end tonight or this April Moon
to enter heaven you don't have to die.
We seem two irrational
they were going to die tomorrow.
We wasted, it didn't matter.
spring reserves
we seem two irrational
they were going to die tomorrow.
If I could tell everything I feel
there's no place left that wasn't in you.
And the night bears witness to this immense madness.
Our path of love becomes tenderness.