Sober — Nuestro Final song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Nuestro Final" by Sober.
Lyrics
Escrito sobre este papel
Los tres motivos por los que te amé
Fuego, arena, agua de mar
Todo junto es la inmensidad
Ouou entro…
Lo mas probable que esta vez
Si me arrepiento del ayer
He meditado la razón
Pero no sabré que he de hacer
Hay gente pobre, pobre de verdad
Que solo quiere usar el dinero ese, nada mas
Mucha fortuna, triste corazón
No hay cosas que este vil metal no podrá comprar
Por ti el sol acaba de salir
Es la razón, mi reflexión
Para seguir vivo y no dejar partir
Mi amor …
Como algo muerto entre tú y yo
Enloquecer, es mi deber
Si miro y no te veo
Sé que terminó
Sé que se acabó… es el final
Me he refugiado en mi disfraz
Y disimulando que no estaba mal
Sobreviviendo un temporal
Entre mares y diluvios me ahogaré
Hay gente pobre, pobre de verdad
Que solo piensa en el dinero, eso, nada más
Mucha fortuna, triste corazón
No hay cosas que este vil metal no podrá comprar
((por tí el sol acaba de salir
Es la razón, mi reflexión
Para seguir vivo y no dejar partir
Mi amor como algo muerto entre tú y yo
Enloquecer, es mi deber
Si miro y no te veo
Se que terminó
Se que se acabó… es el final.)) (bis)
Lyrics translation
Written on this paper
The three reasons I loved you
Fire, sand, sea water
All together is the vastness
Ouou entre…
Most likely this time
If I regret yesterday
I've pondered the reason
But I won't know what to do
There are poor people, really poor
He just wants to use that money, that's all.
Lots of luck, sad heart
There are no things this vile metal won't be able to buy
For you the sun has just come up
It is the reason, my reflection
To stay alive and not let go
My love …
Like something dead between you and me.
Go crazy, it's my duty
If I look and I don't see you
I know it's over.
I know it's over ... it's the end
I took refuge in my costume
And concealing that it wasn't bad
Surviving a storm
Between seas and floods I will drown
There are poor people, really poor
Who only thinks about money, that, nothing else
Lots of luck, sad heart
There are no things this vile metal won't be able to buy
((for you the sun has just risen
It is the reason, my reflection
To stay alive and not let go
My love as something dead between you and me
Go crazy, it's my duty
If I look and I don't see you
I know it's over.
I know it's over ... it's the end.)) (bis)