Julio Iglesias — La Carretera song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Carretera" by Julio Iglesias.
Lyrics
Llueve y est mojada la carretera
que largo es el camino, que larga espera
kilmetros pasando pensando en ella
que noche, que silencio, si ella supiera
que estoy corriendo
pensando en ella.
Las luces de los coches que van pasando
el ruido de camiones acelerando
no hay gente por la calle est lloviendo
los pueblos del camino ya estn durmiendo
y yo corriendo
pensando en ella
Sigo en la carretera buscndote
al final del camino te encontrar:
aceler
Los bares ha estas horas ya estn cerrando
hoteles de parejas siempre esperando.
Un tren me cruza el paso, es largo y lento
me comen la cabeza los pensamientos
pensando en ella,
pensando en ella.
Pensando, imaginando, mi duda aumenta
me salgo en una curva sin darme cuenta
la aguja marca
ciento cuarenta.
Sigo en la carretera buscndote…
Llueve y est mojada la carretera
y yo siento celos, pensando en ella.
Perdido entre la duda y la neblina
me estoy quedando solo y sin gasolina
Llueve y est mojada la carretera
y yo sintiendo celos, de sus ojeras
Llueve y est mojada la carretera
no s si est con otro, si yo supiera
Llueve y est mojada la carretera
es noche y hay silencio, que larga espera
Lyrics translation
It's raining and the road is wet
how long is the road, how long is it waiting
miles passing thinking of it
what a night, what a silence, if she knew
that I'm running
thinking about her.
The lights of cars passing by
the noise of trucks accelerating
no people on the street it's raining
the villages of the road are already sleeping
and I'm running
thinking of her
I'm still on the buscndote road.
at the end of the road I find you:
accelerate
The bars are already closing at this hour
couples hotels always waiting.
A train crosses my path, it's long and slow
thoughts eat my head
thinking of her,
thinking about her.
Thinking, imagining, my doubt increases
I come out on a curve without realizing it
the needle marks
one hundred and forty.
I'm still on the buscndote road.…
It's raining and the road is wet
and I'm jealous, thinking about her.
Lost between doubt and fog
I'm running out of gas and alone.
It's raining and the road is wet
and me feeling jealous, from your dark circles
It's raining and the road is wet
no s if I'm with someone else, if I knew
It's raining and the road is wet
it is night and there is silence, that long waits