Mil Canciones
Cuando la tierra este en mis pies
y en mi cendero caba la luz,
llegare hasta este lugar...
me parece estado ayer.
Centado espero que alguien llegue,
el mismo amigo que nunca se fue.
Picando faso en historias,
ahora escucho musica dos bell.
El mismo viejo sale y dice:
Hace mucho que no andas,
y mientas voy despidiendo mi amigo,
que tengas una buena vida hermano.
Voy a llorar hasta morir,
si me parece aver estado ayer
o fueron mil canciones y una mas.
Cuando mi sombra este en la luz
y nada quede por hacer,
llegare hasta este lugar...
me parece estado ayer.
Me diras cuanto paso,
fueron mil canciones y una mas...
Juicio justo no quiero tener,
cruzando el tiempo,
mucho me equivoque.
Miedo tengo que esta vida
un dia venga a cobrarse lo buena que fue.
Historias buenas, historias nuevas.
Recuerdos siempre del dia del ayer,
mandale chispa...sigamos
Tal vez hay algo que olvide...
La chica alla no vive ahi,
el cielo esta a los sacudidos
y mientas pienso...
se despide un amigo,
que tengas una buena vida,
voy a llorar hasta morir.
Si me parece aver estado ayer,
o fueron mil canciones y una mas.
Cuando mi sombra este en la luz
y nada quede por hacer,
llegare a este lugar
me parece estado ayer...
me diras cuando paso,
o fueron mil canciones y una mas....
A Thousand Songs
When the earth is under my feet
and the light fades on my path,
I will arrive at this place...
it seems like yesterday.
Sitting, I wait for someone to come,
the same friend who never left.
Rolling joints in stories,
now I listen to music twice as beautiful.
The same old man goes out and says:
It's been a long time since you've been around,
and as I bid farewell to my friend,
may you have a good life, brother.
I will cry until I die,
if it seems like yesterday
or were a thousand songs and one more.
When my shadow is in the light
and nothing is left to do,
I will arrive at this place...
it seems like yesterday.
You will tell me how much time passed,
there were a thousand songs and one more...
I don't want to have a fair trial,
crossing time,
I made many mistakes.
I fear that this life
one day will come to collect how good it was.
Good stories, new stories.
Always memories of yesterday,
keep the spark going... let's continue.
Maybe there's something I forgot...
The girl over there doesn't live there,
heaven is for the shaken ones
and as I think...
a friend says goodbye,
may you have a good life,
I will cry until I die.
If it seems like yesterday,
or were a thousand songs and one more.
When my shadow is in the light
and nothing is left to do,
I will arrive at this place
it seems like yesterday...
you will tell me when it happened,
or were a thousand songs and one more...