El Canto Del Loco — Gracias song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Gracias" by El Canto Del Loco.
Lyrics
Me acuerdo y ya hace tiempo
cuando un recreo era mas que un trofeo
cuando ser pequeo, significaba que eras el 1
y recibir un premio era encontrar el mejor delantero
metido en aquel cromo, tan buscado era tu tesoro
y gracias fue tan bonito
por darme tanto, cuando era nio
y gracias lo necesito
lo llevo dentro y vive conmigo
Hacer dao era trampa, multiplicar un lio
y regalar cario no era competitivo
y a las diez en casa, me dejas un ratito
y de escribir mil cartas todo lo hemos perdido
y gracias fue tan bonito
por darme tanto, cuando era nio
y gracias lo necesito
lo llevo dentro y vive conmigo
Un problema era tarea, y el amor felicidad
el verano era mas largo mi refugio era mama
nada se quedaba dentro yo sabia perdonar
siempre disfrutando el tiempo
siempre siendo de verdad
Aquellos 15 aos, aquellos findes que lejos estan
aquellas ilusiones ya no se tienen no se sienten igual
aquellas noches largas, aquellas plazas,
y esas ganas de amar
mi bici amarilla (x3 amarilla y azul)
y aquel verano nunca volveran
y gracias fue tan bonito
por darme tanto, cuando era nio
y gracias lo necesito
lo llevo dentro y vive conmigo…
Lyrics translation
I remember and it's been a while
when a recess was more than a trophy
when being small, it meant you were the 1st
and getting a prize was finding the best striker
stuck in that Chrome, so wanted was your treasure
and thank you it was so nice
for giving me so much, when I was a kid
and thank you I need it
I carry it inside and live with me
Making dao was a trap, multiplying a mess
and giving away cario wasn't competitive.
and at ten o'clock at home, you leave me for a while
and from writing a thousand letters we've all lost
and thank you it was so nice
for giving me so much, when I was a kid
and thank you I need it
I carry it inside and live with me
One problem was homework, and love happiness
summer was longer my shelter was mama
nothing stayed inside I knew how to forgive
always enjoying the time
always being real
Those 15 years, those ends that are far away
those illusions are no longer held do not feel the same
those long nights, those squares,
and that desire to love
my bike yellow (x3 yellow and blue)
and that summer they'll never come back
and thank you it was so nice
for giving me so much, when I was a kid
and thank you I need it
I carry it inside and live with me…