Andrés Cepeda — Alma song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Alma" by Andrés Cepeda.
Lyrics
Voy a cambiarle la fachada a esta casa
Pues no me gusta verla triste y agrietada
Se que es muy grande y que tal ves
Me tome tiempo verla bien
Voy a pintarla de color verde esperanza
Aunque se me pierda la fe Tantos temblores que se ven
Y cuando veo algún amigo que se agarra
Con sus dos manos de un pincel
Para ayudar y componer
Se ves más luz en el cristal de la ventana
Alma
Lo que le falta es alma
Se que es difícil ver paredes lesionadas
Y si no creo en mí creer
Y si no arriesgo en mí crecer
Dígame quien le va a cambiar esa fachada
Alma
Donde estará su alma
Se que es difícil ver paredes lesionadas
Y si no creo en mí creer
Y si no arriesgo en mí crecer
Dígame quien le va a cambiar
Dígame quien le va a cambiar
Dígame quien le va a cambiar
Esa fachada
Aunque se me pierda la fe Tantos temblores que se ven
Y cuando veo algún amigo que se agarra
Con sus dos manos de un pincel
Para ayudar y componer
Se ves más luz en el cristal de las ventanas
Alma
Lo que le falta es alma
Se que es difícil ver paredes lesionadas
Y si no creo en mí creer
Y si no arriesgo en mí crecer
Dígame quien le va a cambiar
Dígame quien le va a cambiar
Dígame quien le va a cambiar
Esa fachada
Lyrics translation
I'm going to change the facade of this house.
Well, I don't like to see her sad and cracked.
I know it's very big and maybe you see
It took me time to see her well.
I'm going to paint it hope green
Although I lose faith so many tremors that you see
And when I see some friend holding on
With his two hands of a brush
To help and compose
You see more light in the window glass
Soul
What he lacks is soul
I know it's hard to see injured walls
And if I don't believe in me believe
And if I don't risk on me growing up
Tell me who's gonna change that facade for you.
Soul
Where your soul will be
I know it's hard to see injured walls
And if I don't believe in me believe
And if I don't risk on me growing up
Tell me who's gonna change you.
Tell me who's gonna change you.
Tell me who's gonna change you.
That facade
Although I lose faith so many tremors that you see
And when I see some friend holding on
With his two hands of a brush
To help and compose
You see more light in the window glass
Soul
What he lacks is soul
I know it's hard to see injured walls
And if I don't believe in me believe
And if I don't risk on me growing up
Tell me who's gonna change you.
Tell me who's gonna change you.
Tell me who's gonna change you.
That facade