Lyrics and translation Carlos Varela - Todo Será Distinto

Todo Será Distinto

Prefieres mirar al norte
A las canciones de silvio
Y un crucifijo entre los senos
A un libro de marxismo.
Quizás mañana salga el sol
Y todo será distinto,
Lo triste será que entonces
Ya no seremos lo mismo.
Hay una lluvia que va a caer,
Lo dijo el viejo bob dylan,
A nadie le gusta perder
Digan lo que digan.
Y nos pasamos el tiempo
Mirando solo el pasado,
Viviendo sin darnos cuenta
Todo lo que hemos callado.
Prefieres mirar al norte
A las canciones de silvio
Y un crucifijo entre los senos
A un libro de lo mismo.
Quizás mañana salga el sol
Y todo será distinto,
Lo triste será que entonces
Ya no seremos lo mismo,
Lo triste será que entonces
Ya no pensemos los mismo,
Lo triste será que entonces
Ya no estaremos...

Everything Will Be Different

You prefer to look to the north
To Silvio's songs
And a crucifix between your breasts
To a book of Marxism.
Maybe tomorrow the sun will come out
And everything will be different,
What is sad is that then
We will no longer be the same.
There is rain that's going to fall,
Old Bob Dylan said it,
Nobody likes to lose
Despite what they say.
And we spend our time
Only looking to the past,
Living without realizing
Everything we've kept silent.
You prefer to look to the north
To Silvio's songs
And a crucifix between your breasts
To a book of the same.
Maybe tomorrow the sun will come out
And everything will be different,
What is sad is that then
We will no longer be the same,
What is sad is that then
We will no longer think the same,
What is sad is that then
We will no longer be...