De que lado del amor
Nooouoooo
Noouooooo....
Tantas veces que lo intentamos
Quién sabe si fue en vano.
Esto es irreal, no puede estar pasando
Aunque es mucho mas cierto que aquel sueño.
De la mano de quién estabamos caminando.
De qué lado del amor hiriendonos
arriba o abajo?
De donde sale que amar sea tan cruel.
Quien diria tanto amor seria hoy dolor
Loco es que todavia sueño.
Loco el universo que invento.
Es la historia de nuestro mundo,
nuestro mapa de amor.
Será ayer el que nos engaño
Cuál de las vendas es peor.
uoooo uuoouoo
.....
De la mano de quién estabamos caminando
De qué lado del amor hiriendonos
arriba o abajo?.
Hoy el mar nos enseño, somos naufragos.
Soñando rescatarnos, remando con las manos
y aunque nada entendí pude aprender
siempre supe apreciar la belleza de tu ser.
Y ahora que salio el sol
veo que no estas.
Finalmente veo la distancia
y me aterra conocerla.
Y ahora que salio el sol
veo que no estas.
Es la historia de nuestro mundo,
nuestro mapa de amor.
Será ayer el que nos engaño
Cuál de las vendas es peor.
De la mano de quien?....
Solo somos naufragos remando con las manos....
Solo somos naufragos remando con las manos.....
Which side of love
Nooouoooo
Noouooooo....
So many times we tried
Who knows if it was in vain.
This is unreal, it can't be happening
Although it's much more real than that dream.
Whose hand were we holding?
Which side of love are we hurting each other
up or down?
Where does it come from that loving is so cruel.
Who would say so much love would be pain today
It's crazy that I still dream.
Crazy the universe that invented.
It's the story of our world,
our map of love.
Was it yesterday that deceived us
Which of the bandages is worse.
uoooo uuoouoo
.....
Whose hand were we holding
Which side of love are we hurting each other
up or down?.
Today the sea taught us, we are shipwrecked.
Dreaming of rescuing ourselves, rowing with our hands
and although I didn't understand anything, I could learn
I always knew how to appreciate the beauty of your being.
And now that the sun came out
I see that you're not here.
Finally I see the distance
and it terrifies me to know it.
And now that the sun came out
I see that you're not here.
It's the story of our world,
our map of love.
Was it yesterday that deceived us
Which of the bandages is worse.
Whose hand?....
We are just shipwrecked rowing with our hands....
We are just shipwrecked rowing with our hands.....