Paroles et traduction Bersuit Vergarabat - De la Cabeza

De la Cabeza

No te olvides del ayer
No te olvides del ayer
No te olvides del ayer, no te olvides
No te olvides del ayer

Porque el presente se mancha,
Queda embarrada la cancha
Y después para volver

Cuando quieras recorrer,
Porque el barrio siempre espera
Algún sueño, una quimera

Que el deseo, que el amor,
Puede sonar el tambor
Y lo oigas desde afuera

Porque si ayer fue lo más
No es vivir de recordar
Sino que sirva de puente.

Cómo se debe seguir
Por qué se debe elegir
Un camino solamente?

El camino tuvo inicio
Y compartiendo la ruta,
Comiendo la misma fruta.

Sacando el placer del vicio
Tu don también fue servicio
Tu naturaleza bruta.

No te olvides del ayer
No te olvides del ayer
No te olvides del ayer, no te olvides
No te olvides del ayer.

Aunque tal vez haya suerte
Y pueda volver a verte
Para poder recorrer.

Recuperando el placer
Tal vez te abrace en la esquina
Y ya desde la banquina.

Te despido sin pesar
Sin dejar de recordar
Tu luz cuando haya neblina.

No, olvidarse no es penar,
No es arrastrar la cadena
Ni vivir como condena.

Por eso no hay que olvidarse
Y a veces hay que parar
Que de tanto galopar
El polvo suele engañar
Y el caballo desbocarse.

No te olvides del ayer, (y el caballo desbocarse)
No te olvides del ayer
No te olvides del ayer, no te olvides
No te olvides del ayer, no te olvides
No te olvides del ayer.

From the Top of My Head

Don't forget about yesterday
Don't forget about yesterday
Don't forget about yesterday, don't forget
Don't forget about yesterday

Because the present gets stained,
The pitch gets muddy
And then to return

Whenever you want to travel,
Because the neighborhood always waits
For a dream, a fantasy

That the desire, that the love,
Can sound the drum
And you can hear it from outside

Because if yesterday was the most
It's not about living in the past
But rather that it serves as a bridge.

How one should continue
Why should one choose
Only one path?

The path had a beginning
And by sharing the route,
Eating the same fruit.

Taking the pleasure out of vice
Your gift was also service
Your raw nature.

Don't forget about yesterday
Don't forget about yesterday
Don't forget about yesterday, don't forget
Don't forget about yesterday.

Although perhaps there's some luck
And I can see you again
To be able to travel.

Recapturing the pleasure
Perhaps I'll embrace you on the corner
And now from the curb.

I bid you farewell without regret
Without stopping to remember
Your light when there's fog.

No, forgetting is not grieving,
It's not dragging a chain
Nor living like a condemnation.

That's why we mustn't forget
And sometimes we need to stop
Because from galloping so much
The dust often deceives
And the horse runs wild.

Don't forget about yesterday, (and the horse runs wild)
Don't forget about yesterday
Don't forget about yesterday, don't forget
Don't forget about yesterday, don't forget
Don't forget about yesterday.