Tiziano Ferro — Primavera nunca fué song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Primavera nunca fué" by Tiziano Ferro.
Lyrics
Me excuso, me disculpo,
luego acuso el golpe y uso
irona en mis palabras,
lo lamento te he fallado y basta.
Hoy para m es fiesta grande,
me tomo sonriente la victoria,
y entretanto quise desnudarte…
Se siente… dices sonriente,
se siente… y tu boca miente,
se siente… se siente… se siente… lengua de serpiente,
se siente… hablas entre dientes…
La historia nuestra en como una ventana en primavera
Que se abre fЎcilmente y que se queda siempre abierta
aspirando los perfumes de un verano que se espera,
llegarЎ, pero no llega, y el pensamiento vuela.
Y la atenciіn recae sіlo sobre cosas bellas,
el prado iluminado, las blancas margaritas.
Mas luego cae la nieve y primavera nunca fue,
mas luego cae la nieve y primavera nunca fue.
Me acuso, soy un burro,
yo no abuso nunca de tu calma…
sіlo he sido brusco, no un obtuso…
que gran diferencia.
Ha sido una de entre tantas
historias que terminan,
paciencia, qui (c)n se siente un gusano verde…
Se siente… dices sonriente,
se siente… y tu boca miente,
se siente… se siente… se siente… lengua de serpiente,
se siente… hablas entre dientes…
La historia nuestra… etc…
Los brazos apretados contra el pecho en gesto duro,
esa expresiіn, los morros tpicos
que nunca perderЎs,
y frente a un capuccino tus labios con espuma.
Yo vagamente erіtico a ti te mirar©,
saboreando el gesto indiscutible que has perdido,
dulce y tan ingenuo, como mis mordiscos,
y cuЎnto error acumulado y yo sin comprenderlo
que para darte gusto hay que saber paladearlo.
Lento, suavemente,
con cabeza, levemente,
comenzando desde cero
disfrutando… hasta irse…
La historia nuestra… etc… (2 veces)
Lyrics translation
I apologize, I apologize,
then I blame the hit and use
ironic in my words,
I'm sorry I failed you and that's it.
Today for m is big party,
I take smiling victory,
and in the meantime I wanted to undress you…
It feels ... you say smiling,
it feels ... and your mouth lies,
it feels... it feels... it feels ... snake tongue,
it feels ... you speak between your teeth…
Our story in like a window in spring
That opens easily and stays always open
vacuuming the perfumes of a summer that is expected,
llegarY, but it does not arrive, and the thought flies.
And the attention falls on beautiful things,
the illuminated Meadow, the white daisies.
But then the snow falls and spring was never,
but then the snow falls and Spring never was.
I accuse myself, I'm a donkey,
I never abuse your calm…
silo I've been blunt, not an obtuse…
what a big difference.
It has been one of so many
ending stories,
patience, qui (c)N feels a green worm…
It feels ... you say smiling,
it feels ... and your mouth lies,
it feels... it feels... it feels ... snake tongue,
it feels ... you speak between your teeth…
Our story ... etc…
Arms clenched against chest in hard gesture,
that expression, the tympic morros
that you will never lose,
and in front of a cappuccino your lips with foam.
I vaguely erotic to you look at you©,
savoring the undisputed gesture you've lost,
sweet and as naive as my bites,
and cuYnto accumulated error and I without understanding it
that to give you pleasure you have to know how to taste it.
Slow, gently,
with head, lightly,
starting from scratch
enjoying ... until you leave…
Our story ... etc ... (2 times)