El Barrio — Arte song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Arte" by El Barrio.
Lyrics
Pa la flor el espino
Ala para las aves
Pa mi vida el destino
De ser carcelero que guarda tus llaves
Pa mi prisa apatía
Pa tu calma la prisa
Pa tu llanto payaso
Que vive intentando sacar tu sonrisa
Pa mis ojos una guia
Pa caminar a tu laito
Pa el cansacio tu pecho
Muriendo la tarde tomando fresquito
Pa tus ganas el antojo
Pa el amor tu inocencia
Pa recrearme tus ojos
Pa tu mal el despojo
Pa el tiempo la paciencia
Pa tu viento las rosas
Pa tu barco marinero
Pa tu cabeza una horquilla
Que amarre y apriete
El vaiven de tu pelo
Pa tu cuerpo la seda
Pa la seda tu cuerpo
Pa la envidia tu cara
Tu olor, tus andares
El sabor de tus besos
Y yo sin ti ya no soy nada
En mi ceguera sigue mandando tu mirada
Pa mi sed eres el agua
Pa mi historia el presente
Del infierno la gloria
He jurao con mi sangre
Por siempre quererte
Pa tu manos tumbagas
Pa las mia cadenas
Para mi tumirada
Es la vil melodia
Que embarga mi pena
Pa tu sueños almohadas
Con perfume de almendra
Pa mi cama el insomio
La noche, el demonio, la marimorena
Pa tu calle farolas
Con guilnanda de colores
Pa mi hambre las sobras
De alguien que come
Y digiere mal de amores
Lyrics translation
Pa The Flower the Hawthorn
Wing for birds
Pa my life fate
Of being a jailer who keeps your keys
Pa my apathy rush
Pa you calm down the hurry
Pa your crying clown
Who lives trying to get your smile out
Pa my eyes a guide
Pa walk to your bed
Pa the tiredness your chest
Dying in the afternoon drinking fresh
Pa your desire
Pa love your innocence
To recreate your eyes
Pa your evil the plunder
Pa time patience
Pa your wind the roses
Pa your boat sailor
Pa your head a fork
That tie and tighten
The wiggle of your hair
Pa your body silk
Pa Silk your body
Pa envy your face
Your smell, your walks
The taste of your kisses
And I'm nothing without you
In my blindness keep sending your gaze
Pa my thirst you are the water
Pa my history the present
From hell the glory
I have sworn with my blood
Forever love you
Pa your lying hands
Pa my chains
For my tumirada
It's the vile melody
That burdens my grief
Pa your dreams pillows
With almond scent
Pa my bed the sleepless
The night, the devil, the marimorena
Pa your street lanterns
With guilnanda of colors
Pa my hunger the leftovers
From someone who eats
And digests bad love