Quijano — Sólo te puedo decir song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Sólo te puedo decir" by Quijano.
Lyrics
Hay horas malas y peores,
pero siempre largas y malas.
Hay horas ciegas y blancas
siempre que me faltas.
Hay noches que son días
y más que días lágrimas,
que no se acaban, que se odian
siempre que me faltas.
No intentes imaginar lo que te quiero
porque me ofendes cuando piensas
que solo te quiero
y no es eso,
quererte es mucho, mucho más que eso.
Sólo te puedo decir
que se me escapa la razón
tener que imaginar un fin
que no sea estar contigo.
Cómo puedo concebir
que no me abroches un botón,
que no me manches de carmín,
que no pueda vivir contigo.
Hay techos que muestran tu cara,
paredes que cuelgan tu nombre,
armarios que encierran olores
siempre que te marchas.
Hay lunas que he visto contigo,
ventanas que no enseñan nada,
almohadas que son mi castigo
siempre que te marchas.
No intentes imaginar lo que te quiero
porque me ofendes cuando piensas
que solo te quiero
y no es eso,
quererte es mucho, mucho más que eso.
Sólo te puedo decir
que se me escapa la razón
tener que imaginar un fin
que no sea estar contigo.
Cómo puedo concebir
que no me abroches un botón,
que no me manches de carmín,
que no pueda vivir contigo.
Sólo te puedo decir
que se me escapa la razón
tener que imaginar un fin
que no sea estar contigo.
Cómo puedo concebir
que no me abroches un botón,
que no me manches de carmín,
que no pueda vivir contigo.
Lyrics translation
There are bad and worse hours, but always long and bad.
There are blind and white hours every time I miss you.
There are nights that are days and more than days tears, that do not end, that hate each other whenever I miss you.
Don't try to imagine what I love you because you offend me when you think I just love you and it's not that, Loving You is much, much more than that.
I can only tell you that I miss the reason for having to imagine an end other than being with you.
How can I conceive that you won't fasten a button on me, that I won't get Carmine, that I won't be able to live with you?
There are ceilings that show your face, walls that hang your name, closets that contain smells every time you leave.
There are moons I've seen with you, windows that teach nothing, pillows that are my punishment whenever you leave.
Don't try to imagine what I love you because you offend me when you think I just love you and it's not that, Loving You is much, much more than that.
I can only tell you that I miss the reason for having to imagine an end other than being with you.
How can I conceive that you won't fasten a button on me, that I won't get Carmine, that I won't be able to live with you?
I can only tell you that I miss the reason for having to imagine an end other than being with you.
How can I conceive that you won't fasten a button on me, that I won't get Carmine, that I won't be able to live with you?