Ana Belen — Pisando Charcos song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pisando Charcos" by Ana Belen.
Lyrics
Llevaba puesto el reloj que hace un año
No pude comprarle,
Y aquellos ojos color desengaño
Barriendo la calle.
Después de verse tanto en el espejo
¿Cómo iba a mirarme?
Si eran felices, no había más que verlos
Reírse de nadie.
Y yo que estaba aprendiendo a olvidarle,
A maldecirle sin necesitarle,
Me vi de pronto con dos lagrimones
En el velorio de las ilusiones.
Pisando charcos bajo el aguacero
También se puede cantar un bolero
Con estos labios que tanto han callado,
Que tanto han mentido,
Que tanto han besado.
Iba luciendo el Cartier que en su santo
Quise regalarle.
Si la derrota tuviera vacuna,
Si se dejara engañar la fortuna,
Si el corazón descubriera un camino
Que desmintiera la ley del destino.
Pisando charcos bajo el aguacero
También se puede cantar un bolero
Con estos labios que tanto han callado,
Que tanto han mentido,
Que tanto han besado.
Qué desconsuelo el flash-back de sus ojos
Bajando del coche.
Dejó un perfume de flores enfermas
Rompiendo la noche.
Después de verse tanto en el espejo
¿Cómo iba a mirarme?
Si eran felices, no había mas que verlos
Reírse de nadie,
Burlarse de nadie.
Lyrics translation
He was wearing the watch a year ago.
I couldn't buy him.,
And those eyes color disillusionment
Sweeping the street.
After seeing so much in the mirror
How would he look at me?
If they were happy, there was no more to see them
Laugh at anyone.
And I was learning to forget him,
To curse him without needing him,
I suddenly found myself with two tears
At the wake of illusions.
Stepping on puddles under the downpour
You can also sing a bolero
With these lips that have been so quiet,
That they've lied so much,
They've kissed so much.
He was sporting the Cartier that in his Saint
I wanted to give it away.
If the defeat had a vaccine,
If fortune were to be deceived,
If the heart found a way
To deny the law of fate.
Stepping on puddles under the downpour
You can also sing a bolero
With these lips that have been so quiet,
That they've lied so much,
They've kissed so much.
What a dismay the flash - back of his eyes
Getting out of the car.
Left a scent of sick flowers
Breaking the night.
After seeing so much in the mirror
How would he look at me?
If they were happy, there was no more to see them
Laugh at anyone,
Make fun of anyone.