Revolver — Dentro De Ti song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Dentro De Ti" by Revolver.

Lyrics

No diré que fue un infierno,
pero tampoco fue tierno
conseguir un poco de aire y respirar.
A pesar de que en invierno
la humedad rompe los huesos
y en verano el sol te juzga sin piedad, oh!
Aun así te odio y quiero,
amo el azul de tu cielo,
aunque a veces no demuestre su color.
Y yo que llevo escrito en la cara
mil guerras y una ganada,
que es estar dentro de ti. (BIS)
Y daré bien empleado el largo paso de años
mientras siga respirando al despertar.
Y tus ojos que, a la luz del día, uh!
me tiran de la cama sin piedad.
Aun así te odio y quiero,
amo el azul de tu cielo,
aunque a veces no demuestre su color.
Y yo que llevo escrito en la cara
mil guerras y una ganada,
que es estar dentro de ti. (BIS)
Y los coches, y la gente, y la lluvia en el cristal,
saben bien lo que es vivir en ti ciudad.
Avenidas de gigantes, calles desnudas, sin luz.
El amor de una y mil vidas eres tú.
Y yo que llevo escrito en la cara
mil guerras y una ganada,
que es estar dentro de ti. (BIS)

Lyrics translation

I won't say it was hell,
but it wasn't sweet either
get some air and breathe.
Despite the fact that in winter
moisture breaks bones
and in summer the sun judges you mercilessly, oh!
I still hate you and I want you,
I love the blue of your Sky,
although sometimes it does not show its color.
And I have written on my face
a thousand wars and a win,
which is being inside you. (BIS)
And I will give well employed the long passage of years
as long as you keep breathing when you wake up.
And your eyes that, in daylight, uh!
they throw me out of bed mercilessly.
I still hate you and I want you,
I love the blue of your Sky,
although sometimes it does not show its color.
And I have written on my face
a thousand wars and a win,
which is being inside you. (BIS)
And cars, and people, and rain on the glass,
they know what it's like to live in your city.
Giant avenues, bare streets, no light.
The love of a thousand lives is you.
And I have written on my face
a thousand wars and a win,
which is being inside you. (BIS)