Miguel Campello — Pá empezar song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Pá empezar" by Miguel Campello.
Lyrics
Pa' volver a empezar, hay que arar el camino.
Yo te ayudo a sembrar tu me das sol y agua.
Que ya brotarán los tallos de la cebolla, pa' que mi niña ya no siga llorando.
Se han empapao' de escarcha las amapolas y el sol en el camino viene secando.
Pa' volver a empezar, hay que arar el camino.
Yo te ayudo a sembrar, tu me das pan y agua.
Que ya brotarán los tallos de la cebolla, pa' que mi niña ya no siga llorando.
Se han empapao' de escarcha las amapolas y el sol en el camino sigue secando.
Pa' volver a empezar, necesito esta tierra.
Necesito, volver a creer, necesito esta tierra.
Y quién me ha pedio' permiso pa' traerme a este lugar, porque no me dio la vuelta. Que quién me ha pedio' permiso pa' traerme a este lugar,
porque no me dio la vuelta.
Pa' volver a empezar y ha creer, necesito entender tantas cosas y entender
cosas.
Ya no tenías tiempo de na', te fuiste huyendo.
Tú ya no tenías tiempo de na' ay! una sombra te va escapando por el camino
viene bajando, ay! de la sombra tú estas huyendo, por el camino del sentimiento.
Calle abajo te estas marchando, te persiguen los malos tiempos.
Camino abajo te estás marchando, así te queda primo te estas cansando.
(Gracias a Núria por esta letra)
Lyrics translation
To start over, we have to plow the road.
I help you sow you give me sun and water.
That the onion stalks will already sprout, lest my child cry no more.
The poppies have been soaked in Frost and the sun on the road is drying up.
To start over, we have to plow the road.
I help you sow, you give me bread and water.
That the onion stalks will already sprout, lest my child cry no more.
The poppies have been soaked in Frost and the sun on the road continues to dry.
To start over, I need this land.
I need, Believe Again, I need this land.
And who asked me 'permission' to bring me to this place, because I did not turn around. Who asked me 'permission' to bring me to this place,
because he didn't turn me around.
Pa ' start again and have believe, I need to understand so many things and understand
thing.
You didn't have time for na', you ran away.
You had no time for na'ay! a shadow escapes you along the way
he's coming down, ay! from the shadow you are fleeing, along the path of feeling.
Down the street you're leaving, bad times are chasing you.
On the way down, you're leaving, so you're getting tired.
(Thanks to Núria for this letter)