Fangoria — Retorciendo palabras song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Retorciendo palabras" by Fangoria.
Lyrics
No, no pretendas tener la razn,
No me vengas pidiendo perdn,
No me digas que ha sido un error,
Que lo sientes.
En fin, de que sirve un futuro ideal,
Construido en terreno ilegal
O un pasado que me hace dudar del presente?.
Y yo, me defiendo atacandote asi,
Retorciendo palabras de amor,
Intentando que quieran decir lo que yo no me atrevo.
Y yo, me sorprendo diciendo que si,
Retorciendo palabras de amor
Intentando que hagan por mi Lo que yo ya no puedo.
No, no te inventes un nuevo color,
Transparente como una traicin
Camuflaje para una ilusin de mi mente.
Por fin, los milenios son un decimal,
Un trocito de tiempo fugaz
Algo efimero y bien poco mas sin ningun valor.
Y yo, me defiendo atacandote asi,
Retorciendo palabras de amor,
Intentando que quieran decir lo que yo no me atrevo.
Y yo, me sorprendo diciendo que si,
Retorciendo palabras de amor
Intentando que hagan por mi lo que yo ya no puedo.
Los milenios son un decimal
Una suma de cifras de tiempo sin mas,
Voces nuevas presentes, futuras, pasadas
Que van retorciendo palabras de amor
Construyendo edificios que no duraran,
Un diseo de algo fugaz,
Arquitectos de frases que me hacen dudar
Y que intentan decirme
Que no s lo que quiero.
Y yo, me defiendo atacandote asi,
Retorciendo palabras de amor,
Intentando que quieran decir lo que yo no me atrevo.
Y yo, me sorprendo diciendo que si,
Retorciendo palabras de amor
Intentando que hagan por mi lo que yo ya no puedo.
Construyendo edificios que no duraran,
Un diseo de algo fugaz,
Arquitectos de frases que me hacen dudar
Y que intentan decirme
Que no s lo que quiero.
Lyrics translation
No, don't pretend to have the reason.,
Don't come asking me for perdn,
Don't tell me it was a mistake.,
That you're sorry.
In short, that serves an ideal future,
Built on illegal land
Or a past that makes me doubt the present?.
And I, I defend myself by attacking you like this,
Twisting words of love,
Trying to make them want to say what I don't dare.
And I, I'm surprised to say that yes,
Twisting words of love
Trying to get them to do for me what I can't do anymore.
No, don't make up a new color,
Transparent as a traicin
Camouflage for an illusion of my mind.
Finally, millennia are a decimal,
A fleeting bit of time
Something ephemeral and well little more without any value.
And I, I defend myself by attacking you like this,
Twisting words of love,
Trying to make them want to say what I don't dare.
And I, I'm surprised to say that yes,
Twisting words of love
Trying to get them to do for me what I can't do anymore.
Millennia are one decimal
A sum of time figures without more,
New voices Present, Future, Past
That go twisting words of love
Building buildings that won't last,
A design of something fleeting,
Phrase architects that make me doubt
And they're trying to tell me
I don't know what I want.
And I, I defend myself by attacking you like this,
Twisting words of love,
Trying to make them want to say what I don't dare.
And I, I'm surprised to say that yes,
Twisting words of love
Trying to get them to do for me what I can't do anymore.
Building buildings that won't last,
A design of something fleeting,
Phrase architects that make me doubt
And they're trying to tell me
I don't know what I want.