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Reloj de arena

Clannad

Hourglass

He comes out of silence and opens the door
Waiting for someone to die
Deep in her heart she is hoping for
The long-lost one
How could she know when the promise was made?
So how can it end in this way?

Then four gray walls come tumbling down
And just because her skin was brown
No wonder she has grown so fast
Those four gray walls were meant to last

The friends there that she can count upon
Take orders, but always the spirit holds
Scenes of the never-ending trend
She waits for the hours and hours to pass
She looks to the hourglass

Then four gray walls come tumbling down
And just because her skin was brown
No wonder she has grown so fast
Those four gray walls were meant to last
Those four gray walls were meant to last

As the shadows come down
She sees him leaving
She can recall
Seems that this fire has lost its form
The form of the hourglass

The four gray walls came tumbling down
And just because her skin was brown
No wonder she has grown so fast
Those four gray walls were meant to last
Those four gray walls were meant to last

Those four gray walls
Four gray walls

Reloj de arena

Él sale del silencio y abre la puerta
Esperando a que alguien muera
En lo más profundo de su corazón ella espera
Por el perdido
¿Cómo podría saber cuando se hizo la promesa?
¿Entonces cómo puede terminar de esta manera?

Luego cuatro paredes grises se derrumban
Y solo porque su piel era morena
No es de extrañar que haya crecido tan rápido
Esas cuatro paredes grises estaban destinadas a durar

Los amigos en los que puede confiar
Siguen órdenes, pero siempre el espíritu prevalece
Escenas de la tendencia interminable
Ella espera a que pasen las horas y horas
Ella mira el reloj de arena

Luego cuatro paredes grises se derrumban
Y solo porque su piel era morena
No es de extrañar que haya crecido tan rápido
Esas cuatro paredes grises estaban destinadas a durar
Esas cuatro paredes grises estaban destinadas a durar

Mientras las sombras descienden
Ella lo ve partir
Ella puede recordar
Parece que este fuego ha perdido su forma
La forma del reloj de arena

Las cuatro paredes grises se derrumbaron
Y solo porque su piel era morena
No es de extrañar que haya crecido tan rápido
Esas cuatro paredes grises estaban destinadas a durar
Esas cuatro paredes grises estaban destinadas a durar

Esas cuatro paredes grises
Cuatro paredes grises

Escrita por: Chris Difford / Glenn Tilbrook