Nolasco — Frío song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Frío" by Nolasco.
Lyrics
Me he dormido en el jardín
De la cruda realidad
Y he sentido al despertar
Me he dormido en el jardín
De la cruda realidad
Y he sentido al despertar
Hastío y cansancio
Y harto de escribir
Harto de inventar
Harto de expresarme
Sin libertad
Y harto de esas lenguas
Que llevan veneno
Y de esas falsas caras
Que no dicen na'
Y harto de la noche
Harto del reproche
De comedias tontas
Que no tienen fin
Y yo me levanto
Curado de espanto
Con la vida a cuestas
Y pensando en ti
Frío
Solo de pensar que tu te has ido
Por querer comer el fruto prohibido
Y una llamada a tiempo
Jamás será un mal momento
(BIS)
Qué será de mí
Qué será de mí
Que será de mí
Si no te canto
Salgo pa' la calle
Cojo la toalla
Que tiraba ayer
Yo ya no me rindo
Voy de rebelao
He sacao ya mi genio
Pa' que se pasee
La vida está loca
Loco no estoy yo
Si los años pasan
Más pasota yo
Si este mundo es bello
Más bella eres tú
Y con tu consuelo
Yo me quedaré
Frío
Solo de pensar que tu te has ido
Por querer comer el fruto prohibido
Y una llamada a tiempo
Jamás será un mal momento
(BIS x 3)
Frío…
Lyrics translation
I've fallen asleep in the garden
From the harsh reality
And I felt it when I woke up
I've fallen asleep in the garden
From the harsh reality
And I felt it when I woke up
Haste and tiredness
And tired of writing
Tired of making up
Tired of expressing myself
No freedom
And sick of those languages
That carry poison
And those fake faces
They don't say na'
And tired of the night
Tired of reproach
Of silly comedies
That have no end
And I get up
Cured of horror
With life on the line
And thinking of you
Cold
Just to think you're gone
For wanting to eat the Forbidden Fruit
And a call on time
It will never be a bad time
(BIS)
What will become of me
What will become of me
That will be mine
If I don't sing to you
I go out on the street
I take the towel
Who threw yesterday
I don't give up anymore
I'm going to rebelao
I've already brought out my genius
For a walk
Life is crazy
I'm not crazy.
If the years go by
More pasota I
If this world is beautiful
The more beautiful you are
And with your comfort
I'll stay.
Cold
Just to think you're gone
For wanting to eat the Forbidden Fruit
And a call on time
It will never be a bad time
(BIS x 3)
Cold…