Mil Canciones
Cuando la tierra este en mis pies,
y en mi sendero, vuelva la luz,
llegare a este lugar
me parece estado ayer.
Sentado espero que alguien llegue,
el mismo amigo que nunca se fue,
picando faso entre historias,
ahora escucho musica gospel.
El mismo viejo sale y dice,
"hace mucho que no andais"
y mientras voy,
describiendo un amigo.
Que tenga una buena vida, hermano,
voy a llorarte hasta morir,
si me parece haber estado ayer,
o fueron mil canciones, y una mas.
Cunado mi sombra este en la luz,
y nada quede por hacer,
llegare hasta este lugar,
me parece estado ayer,
me diras cuanto pasó,
o fueron mil canciones, y una mas.
Juicio justo, no quiero tener,
cruzando el tiempo mucho me equivoqué,
miedo tengo que esta vida un dia,
venga a cobrarse lo buena que fue.
Historias buenas,
historias nuevas,
recuerdo siempre dias del ayer,
mandale chispa ey! sigamos,
tal ves hay algo que olvide.
La chica ya no vive ahi,
elcielo está, los sacudio,
y mientras pienso,
se despide un amigo.
Que tengas una buena vida man,
voy a llorarte hasta morir,
si me parece haber estado ayer,
o fueron mil canciones, y una mas.
Cuando mi sombra este en la luz...
A Thousand Songs
When the earth is under my feet,
and in my path, the light returns,
I will arrive at this place
It seems like yesterday.
Sitting, I wait for someone to arrive,
the same friend who never left,
rolling a joint between stories,
now I listen to gospel music.
The same old man comes out and says,
'it's been a long time since you walked around'
and as I go,
describing a friend.
Have a good life, brother,
I will cry for you 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 what happened,
or were a thousand songs, and one more.
Fair judgment, I don't want to have,
throughout time I made many mistakes,
I fear that one day this life,
will come to collect how good it was.
Good stories,
new stories,
I always remember days of yesterday,
keep the spark going, hey! let's continue,
maybe there's something I forgot.
The girl no longer lives there,
the sky is there, it shook them,
and as I think,
a friend says goodbye.
Have a good life, man,
I will cry for you until I die,
if it seems like yesterday,
or were a thousand songs, and one more.
When my shadow is in the light...