Jaime Roos — Las Luces del Estadio song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Las Luces del Estadio" by Jaime Roos.
Lyrics
Todos hemos pasado alguna alborada
Por la puerta del bar donde pasa la vida
Donde a la medianoche reviven fantasmas
Y el poeta a su musa da la bienvenida
Donde las horas pasan m? s tristes que ella
Igual que una mueca de vieja comparsa
Donde vuelve a piantarse la ni? a m? s bella
Dejando perfumes que ahuecan el alma
Cuando llega la hora en que no hay m? s reenganche
Y el gallego bosteza mientras
Cuenta la guita
Quedan tres trasnochados empinando el estribo
Tintineante el c? liz del agua bendita
Todo est? terminando, sin embargo los tipos
Se prenden al m? rmol, eterno testigo
Discuten, se abrazan, recuerdan, sonr? en
Es simple junarlos, son viejos amigos
Uno tiene en los ojos el humo del billar
Otro a las ilusiones se las llev? el remate
El tercero es el? nico que se dice normal
Justo? l que ha vivido cuidando un empate
Agoniza la noche, se anuncia el maldito
El mozo le baldea
Las patas al escabio
Y uno de los tres bate al ver que est? aclarando
«? Aguanten, che!, son solo… las luces del estadio»
Lyrics translation
We've all been through some dawn
Through the door of the bar where life passes
Where at midnight ghosts revive
And the poet welcomes his muse
Where the hours pass m? s sad that she
Just like a grimace of old pars
Where does the ni stand again? A m? s beautiful
Leaving perfumes that hollow the soul
When the time comes when there is no m? s reconnect
And the Galician yawns while
Count the twine
There are three left who are driving up the stirrup
Jingle the c? liz of the holy water
Everything's all right? ending, however the types
Do they catch the m? rmol, eternal witness
They argue, they hug, remember, sonr? in
It's simple to put them together, they're old friends
You've got billiard smoke in your eyes.
Does another take away the illusions? the shot
The third is the? nico that is said normal
Fair? l who has lived guarding a tie
Agonizes the night, announces the Damned
The waiter blames him
Feet to the scab
And one of the three beats to see what's going on. clarify
«? Hold on, che! it's just ... the stadium lights.»