Текст и перевод песни Victoria Bernardi - Crecer de Raíz

Crecer de Raíz

Aunque estés con otro otoño,
Se muy bien que te hago falta,
Y no te escapes volando,
Como lo hicieron las hojas de tu corazón.

Con venas y ramas,
De sangre caliente,
Que siempre añoraron,
Quererme.

Y sí, solo me faltaba crecer de raíz,
Seguir siendo roble pero con otro vivir.
Y sí, solo me faltaba crecer de raíz,
Seguir siendo roble pero con otro vivir.

Libre sos vos, libre soy yo,
Y nuestro amor, y nuestro amor.
Libre sos vos, libre soy yo,
Ante las manos, manos de Dios.

Y esta vez soy yo la que quiere estar con vos...

Pegajosas telarañas del placer,
Y un café terminado antes del atardecer,
Con tus ojos mal hablados,
Y ese dulce toque amargo de tu corazón.

Y sí, solo me faltaba crecer de raíz,
Seguir siendo roble pero con otro vivir.
Y sí, solo me faltaba crecer de raíz,
Seguir siendo roble pero con otro vivir.

Libre sos vos, libre soy yo,
Y nuestro amor, y nuestro amor.
Libre sos vos, libre soy yo,
Ante las manos, manos de Dios.

(Libre sos vos) Solo me faltaba crecer de raíz,
Seguir siendo roble pero con otro vivir.
(Libre sos vos) Solo me faltaba crecer de raíz,
Seguir siendo roble pero con otro vivir.

Y esta vez soy yo la que quiere estar con vos...
La que quiere estar con vos...

Growing from the Roots

Even though you're with another autumn,
I know very well that you need me,
And don't fly away,
Like the leaves of your heart did.

With veins and branches,
Of warm blood,
That always longed,
To love me.

And yes, all I needed was to grow from the roots,
Still being an oak but with a different life.
And yes, all I needed was to grow from the roots,
Still being an oak but with a different life.

You're free, I'm free,
And our love, our love.
You're free, I'm free,
In the face of the hands, the hands of God.

And this time I'm the one who wants to be with you...

Sticky cobwebs of pleasure,
And a finished coffee before sunset,
With your ill-spoken eyes,
And that sweet bitter touch of your heart.

And yes, all I needed was to grow from the roots,
Still being an oak but with a different life.
And yes, all I needed was to grow from the roots,
Still being an oak but with a different life.

You're free, I'm free,
And our love, our love.
You're free, I'm free,
In the face of the hands, the hands of God.

(You're free) All I needed was to grow from the roots,
Still being an oak but with a different life.
(You're free) All I needed was to grow from the roots,
Still being an oak but with a different life.

And this time I'm the one who wants to be with you...
Who wants to be with you...