Pedro Guerra — Canciones song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Canciones" by Pedro Guerra.
Lyrics
Cada cancion va abrazada a un recuerdo
Como el tapiz que pudimos bordar;
El primer porro, aquellos amigos
21st Century Schizoid Man
Una cancion, un instante en un album
En que la vida se posa y se va
Como un resumen pactado del tiempo
Vull que el dia sigui net i clar
Una cancion son los dias que fueron
Y es el manana que habra de pasar
Es la inocencia que nunca se pierde
Y nunca te he de olvidar
Una cancion es un libro de viajes
Lleva bordada la luz que quedo
Quesa seera di luglio il cielo
If you see her, say hello
Una cancion es un nino que crece
Busca, se niega, se afirma y se da
Siente el oscuro vacio del tiempo
Un discurso sobre mi derecho a hablar
Una cancion es un dia de lluvia
(Desde ou inicio estaba voce)
Tus dedos largos, Moscu y el frio
Si estas entre volver y no volver
Una cancion es la casa que somos
Lo que guardamos en cada cajon
Y no hay polilla que acabe este embrujo
Is this love, is this love, is this love
Cada cancion es el alma de un beso
Una avenida a la que inunda el mar
El contoneo salado del viento
Ne me quite pa, ne me quite pa
Lyrics translation
Each song is embraced by a memory
Like the tapestry we could embroider;
The first joint, those friends
21st Century Schizoid Man
A song, an instant in an album
In which life is set and gone
As an agreed summary of time
The day following
A song are the days that were
And it is the morning that will pass
It is the innocence that is never lost
And I'll never forget you
A song is a travel book
It's embroidered with the light that's left.
Quesa Seera of July the sky
If you see her, say hello
A song is a growing child
Seeks, refuses, affirms and gives
Feel the dark emptiness of time
A speech about my right to speak
A song is a rainy day
(From or start was you)
Your long fingers, Moscow and the cold
If you're between coming back and not coming back
A song is the house we are
What we keep in each drawer
And there's no moth to finish this spell
Is this love, is This love, is this love
Every song is the soul of a kiss
An avenue that floods the sea
The salty whizzing of the wind
Don't take me away, don't take me away