Revolver — Lo que no se llora no se limpia song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Lo que no se llora no se limpia" by Revolver.
Lyrics
Para comprender se destruyó, bardo y bastardo a partes iguales,
huérfano de fé acabará por tener que lavarse las manos en agua bendita,
se le amontonan los cadáveres en las esquinas, Se cerró el circo,
despedidos todos menos el payaso que seguirá haciendo reír
aunque su voz se quiebre al recordar cuatro años junto al mar, junto al mar.
Todo lo que no se llora no se limpia,
no hay hueco en la boca para mas mentiras,
yo cuidaré de mí, yo cuidaré de mí.
Se acabó el secuestro en la intuición, se curó de golpe la ceguera,
le mostró la parte mas oscura de su vida y años de agua y sal,
nada se parece a lo que es ni lo que parece ser,
seguirá haciendo reír por no querer.
Todo lo que no se llora no se limpia,
no hay hueco en la boca para mas mentiras,
yo cuidaré de mí, yo cuidaré de mí.
Todo lo que no se llora no se limpia,
no hay hueco en la boca para mas mentiras,
Todo lo que no se llora no se limpia
no hay hueco en la boca, no hay hueco en la boca para mas mentiras.
(Gracias a Marian Leza por esta letra)
Lyrics translation
To understand it was destroyed, Bard and bastard in equal parts,
an orphan of faith will eventually have to wash his hands in holy water,
he piled up the corpses in the corners, closed the circus,
fired all but the clown who will continue to make you laugh
although his voice breaks when he remembers four years by the sea, by the sea.
Everything that does not cry is not cleaned,
there's no hole in the mouth for more lies,
I'll take care of myself, I'll take care of myself.
No more kidnapping in intuition, blindness suddenly healed,
he showed him the darkest part of his life and years of water and salt,
nothing looks like what it is or what it seems to be,
he'll keep making people laugh for not wanting to.
Everything that does not cry is not cleaned,
there's no hole in the mouth for more lies,
I'll take care of myself, I'll take care of myself.
Everything that does not cry is not cleaned,
there's no hole in the mouth for more lies,
Everything that does not cry is not cleaned
there's no hole in the mouth, there's no hole in the mouth for more lies.
(Thanks to Marian Leza for this letter)