Borgoña

Burgundy

Borgoña

On this side of the bed where I sleep nowA este lado de la cama donde duermo ahora
Where I distance myself from the heart, the heart that was once mineDonde me alejo del cora, corazón que un día fue mío
I want to break routines and habitsQuiero romper rutinas y costumbres
But if someone confuses mePero si alguien me confunde
I don’t want to take your placeNo quiero ocupar tu sitio

There were too many likes at our goodbyeSobraron likes en nuestra despedida
We were the starting pointFuimos punto de partida
And a spilled BurgundyY un Borgoña derramado
Feelings aren’t veteransLos sentimientos no son veteranos
Feelings aren’t veteransLos sentimientos no son veteranos

Art is like loveEl arte es como el amor
Everyone understands their ownCada uno entiende el suyo
Recover, heartRecupera corazón
Protecting from prideProtegiendo del orgullo
Now it’s our turn to sweatAhora nos toca sudar
It’s hard to forgetEs difícil olvidar
But it won’t be that toughPero no será tan duro

Art is like loveEl arte es como el amor
Everyone goes to their own chairCada uno va a su silla
If you try to shape itSi lo intentas moldear
It always splintersSiempre salen las astillas
Now it’s our turn to sweatAhora nos toca sudar
It’s hard to forgetEs difícil olvidar
But it won’t be that toughPero no será tan duro

On this side my memory has forgotten youA este lado mi memoria te ha olvidado
My routine has skipped youMi rutina te ha saltado
And being happy is now with meY ser feliz ya va conmigo
I like that solitude finds meMe gusta que la soledad me encuentre
At the party among the crowdEn la fiesta entre la gente
And no longer sees me with youY ya no me vea contigo

Art is like loveEl arte es como el amor
Everyone understands their ownCada uno entiende el suyo
Recover, heartRecupera corazón
Protecting from prideProtegiendo del orgullo
Now it’s our turn to sweatAhora nos toca sudar
It’s hard to forgetEs difícil olvidar
But it won’t be that toughPero no será tan duro

Art is like loveEl arte es como el amor
Everyone goes to their own chairCada uno va a su silla
If you try to shape itSi lo intentas moldear
It always splintersSiempre salen las astillas
Now it’s our turn to sweatAhora nos toca sudar
It’s hard to forgetEs difícil olvidar
But it won’t be that toughPero no será tan duro

Art is like loveEl arte es como el amor
Everyone goes to their own chairCada uno va a su silla
If you try to shape itSi lo intentas moldear
It always splintersSiempre salen las astillas
Sweat it out, love, sweat it outSúdate, amor, súdate
Sweat it out, love, sweat it outSúdate, amor, súdate