Paroles et traduction Andrés Suárez - El cantante

El cantante

Hoy he vuelto a verte, aunque fue en fotografía
Hacía diez años que no te veía
Ya sé que eres madre, muy guapa tu niña

Yo sigo cantante de vuelta a tu risa
No sé si te acuerdas de cuando decía:
"Algún día puede que alguien pague por mi pena
Algún día puede que me marche y vuelva"

Te he visto cansada queriendo taparte
Me has visto la cara mojada de odiarte
Mas eso no es odio, es "vuelvo a encontrarte"

Dile que no tema tanto a la lluvia
Como su madre
Que ame la tierra y a los animales
Dile a sus ojos de bruma que no sea cobarde
Aunque tú lo fueras
Y no le hables nunca del cantante
Y no le hables nunca del cantante
Y no le hables nunca

Tiene tus ojos, tu cara
Mi mano meciendo su cuna
Lo sabio que tiene la Luna
Tiñendo de plata a la barcas
Con dos iniciales escritas
Ni el tiempo consigue borrarlas
Si un día reclama mi canto mintiéndole

Dile que nunca has sentido en el aire
Cuánto te hablaba mi vieja guitarra
Rogando tu talle

Que arda la calle
Si encuentro el balcón de tu casa
Y asomas verdades

Te sigo amando, te sigo oyendo respirar
Y van diez años
El calendario sabe hacer perfecto daño
Cicatrizando mal los días que no has dado

Te sigo amando, los dos sabemos que el final
Aún no ha llegado
Maldita la oportunidad de verte a un lado
Y al otro lado una señal de "estás soñando"

Te sigo amando
Te sigo amando
Te sigo amando
Te sigo amando

The Singer

Today I saw you again, although it was in a photograph
I hadn't seen you for ten years
I know that you are a mother, your daughter is very pretty

I am still a singer, back for your laughter
I don't know if you remember when I said:
"Some day someone might pay for my pain
Some day I might leave and come back"

I saw you, tired, trying to cover yourself
You saw my face, wet with the hate of you
But that is not hate, it is "I found you again"

Tell her not to be so afraid of the rain
Like her mother
That she should love the earth and the animals
Tell her doe-eyes not to be a coward
Even though you were
And never tell her about the singer
And never tell her about the singer
And never tell her

She has your eyes, your face
My hand rocking her cradle
That wisdom that the Moon has
Tinting the boats with silver
With two initials written
Not even time can erase them
If one day she asks for my song, lie to her

Tell her that you have never felt in the air
How much my old guitar spoke to me
Praying for your waist

May the street burn
If I find the balcony of your house
And you show me your truths

I still love you, I can still hear you breathe
And ten years have passed
The calendar knows how to do perfect damage
Scarring the days you haven't given me badly

I still love you, we both know that the end
Has not yet come
Cursed be the opportunity to see you on one side
And on the other side a sign of "you are dreaming"

I still love you
I still love you
I still love you
I still love you