Lyrics and translation Vendetta - No Sabéis Amar

No Sabéis Amar

No sabe, no sabéis amar
(No llueve en vuestra tierra)
No sabe, no sabéis amar
(Todo por labrar)

Se abre la amistad ya he tirado los dados
Nadie aguanta la verdad yo prefiero la mentira a saber
Máscaras que besan
Máscaras que rezan
Sinceridad nunca miro a los ojos
Me han dotado de este don de ser frío en el frío
De ser números todos, números todos, números todos

No sabe, no sabéis amar
(No llueve en vuestra tierra)
No sabe, no sabéis amar
(Todo por labrar)

Mira a otro lado yo no saludo en la acera
Odio verte reír, os tengo alergia a todos y no puedo mas
Máscaras que besan
Máscaras que rezan
Para para, no al contacto visual
Me han dotado de este don de ser mío en lo mío
De ser números todos, números todos, números todos

Uoh, no, no, no
Ya no vuelve quien se va
Uoh, no, no, no
Olvidando recordar
Uoh, no, no, no
No eres más que los demás

Vuelve a caminar y ya no tiene más datos
Canaliza su rabia dando patadas a un gato
Demasiado que reír, mucho que pensar, poco que hacer
Pensando en que mañana vuelve a amanecer
Y es que este puto mundo afirmas odiar
Ya nadie vuelve al nido sin hacerlo estallar
Demasiado que reír, mucho que pensar, poco que hacer
Pensando en que mañana todo va a arder

You Don't Know How to Love

You don't know how, you don't know how to love
(It doesn't rain in your land)
You don't know how, you don't know how to love
(Everything is left to till)

Friendship unfolds I've already rolled the dice
Nobody can stand the truth I prefer a lie to knowing
Masks that kiss
Masks that pray
Sincerity I never look into your eyes
They've given me this gift of being cold in the cold
Of being numbers all, numbers all, numbers all

You don't know how, you don't know how to love
(It doesn't rain in your land)
You don't know how, you don't know how to love
(Everything is left to till)

Look the other way I don't greet anybody on the sidewalk
I hate to see you laugh, I'm allergic to all of you and I can't take it anymore
Masks that kiss
Masks that pray
Stop, stop, no eye contact
They've given me this gift of being mine in mine
Of being numbers all, numbers all, numbers all

Uoh, no, no, no
Those who leave never come back
Uoh, no, no, no
Forgetting to remember
Uoh, no, no, no
You're no more than the others

Walk away again and you have no more data
He channels his rage by kicking a cat
Too much to laugh about, too much to think about, too little to do
Thinking that tomorrow will break again
And it's that this fucking world you claim to hate
Nobody goes back to the nest without blowing it up
Too much to laugh about, too much to think about, too little to do
Thinking that tomorrow everything will burn