La Renga — Las cosas que hace song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Las cosas que hace" by La Renga.
Lyrics
Ella vive en el, en el palacio de la risa y el dolor
Y me hace señas porque yo la estoy mirando
Y no tengo a dónde ir Se que me dirá que estaba
Sola porque nunca me encontró
Y porque ella ha besado la muerte
Con los labios del corazón
Ese pobre corazón que se muere por vivir
Las cosas que hace, se manda con todo a todo
Siempre le fue al riesgo fiel
Y ha tratado sin razón
De poderla convencer, que no trate de pensar
Que la acepte como es, que por eso ella la eligió
Quien fuera su gran mentor
Lo ha dotado con el filo aquel
Que sangra las venas del amor
Ã^l, el que te ha sabido desbocar
A vos, que lo llevás con tanta fiebre en la piel
Vos que cargas sus penas por error
Y yo ya vivo en Ã^l
El palacio de la risa y el dolor
Y te hago señas porque yo te estoy mirando
Y no tenÃ(c)s a donde ir Te voy a decir que estaba
Solo porque nunca te encontré Y porque yo tambiÃ(c)n he besado la muerte
Con los labios del corazón
Ese pobre corazón que se muere por vivir
Las cosas que hace, se manda con todo a todo
Siempre le fue al riesgo fiel
Y ha tratado sin razón
De poderla convencer, que no trate de pensar
Que la acepte como es, que por eso ella la eligió
Quien fuera su gran mentor
Lo ha dotado con el filo aquel
Que sangra las venas del amor
Ã^l, el que te ha sabido desbocar
A vos, que lo llevás con tanta fiebre en la piel
Vos que cargas sus penas por error
Lyrics translation
She lives in the, in the palace of laughter and pain
And she makes signs to me because I'm looking at her
And I don't have to go I know you'll tell me you were
Alone because I never meet
And because she has kissed death
With the lips of the heart
That poor heart that's dying to live
The things he does, he commands everything to everything
Always went to risk faithful
And has tried without reason
To convince her, not to try to think
Accept it as it is, which is why she chose it
Who was his great mentor
He has endowed it with the edge that
That bleeds the veins of love
He, the one who knows how to blow you
To you, who carry him with such a fever in the skin
You who carry your sorrows by mistake
And I already live in it
The palace of laughter and pain
And I make you signs because I'm looking at you
And I had nowhere to go I'll tell you I was
Just because I never found you and because I too have kissed death
With the lips of the heart
That poor heart that's dying to live
The things he does, he commands everything to everything
Always went to risk faithful
And has tried without reason
To convince her, not to try to think
Accept it as it is, which is why she chose it
Who was his great mentor
He has endowed it with the edge that
That bleeds the veins of love
He, the one who knows how to blow you
To you, who carry him with such a fever in the skin
You who carry your sorrows by mistake