Detalles Y Recuerdos
Cuantas canciones y recuerdos se han quedado
haciendo un nido de paciencia y esperanza,
cuantas canciones incompletas por su olvido
que aunque he querido no he podido terminarlas.
Aún tu perfume no se ha ido de mi alcoba
y tu sonrisa aún la escucho en las mañanas,
no se si en sueños o tal vez será tu embrujo,
no sé que pase pero se que lo he sentido.
Y me ha tocado cambiar de emisora
pa' no escuchar tu canción favorita
y en las mañanas no canto canciones
que me recuerden momentos contigo. (2 veces)
Y ya me voy, me marcharé con mi guitarra,
me iré tranquilo ya no hay prisa,
me iré callado con el alba,
quiero escaparme de tu vida.
Me marcharé con mis poemas
pa' ver si un día los termino
y buscaré aquel amigo
para que me brinde un consejo.
Pude retar el eco fuerte de tus besos,
acostumbrarme a otro lugar a otra gente,
llegue perdido y todo el mundo preguntaba
de donde vienes que motivo te ha traído.
Con mi guitarra me robé muchos aplausos
y fui borrando pedacitos de nostalgia,
no fue tan fácil pero hoy me siento libre
de la condena que pagué porque la amaba.
Y en una noche de versos y cantos
una mirada serena y esquiva
penetra en mis ojos cambiando mi vida,
era como un ángel caído del cielo.
Hoy es la reina que cuida mis sueños,
la que me envuelve con besos de seda,
la que me eleva con tiernas caricias,
me pinta un mundo muy lindo y sin penas.
Y ya me voy….
Details and Memories
How many songs and memories have remained
building a nest of patience and hope,
how many incomplete songs due to their forgetfulness
that even though I wanted, I couldn't finish them.
Your perfume hasn't left my bedroom yet
and I still hear your smile in the mornings,
I don't know if in dreams or maybe it's your spell,
I don't know what's happening but I know I've felt it.
And I've had to change the radio station
to not hear your favorite song
and in the mornings, I don't sing songs
that remind me of moments with you. (2 times)
And now I'm leaving, I'll leave with my guitar,
I'll go calmly, there's no hurry,
I'll leave quietly with the dawn,
I want to escape from your life.
I'll leave with my poems
to see if one day I finish them
and I'll look for that friend
to offer me advice.
I could challenge the strong echo of your kisses,
get used to another place, to other people,
I arrived lost and everyone asked
where are you from, what brought you here.
With my guitar, I stole many applause
and I was erasing bits of nostalgia,
it wasn't easy but today I feel free
from the sentence I paid because I loved her.
And on a night of verses and songs
a serene and elusive look
penetrates my eyes, changing my life,
it was like an angel fallen from heaven.
Today she's the queen who watches over my dreams,
the one who envelops me with silky kisses,
the one who lifts me with tender caresses,
she paints me a world very beautiful and without sorrows.
And now I'm leaving...