Paroles et traduction Conchita - Rodeando Precipicios

Rodeando Precipicios

Qué sera de ti,
Ya casi ni me acuerdo,
Qué sera de ti,
Pasó ya tanto tiempo.
Ves!
Al final fuimos capaces de dejar soplar el viento,
Ves!
Al final lo conseguimos,
Ya no quedan ni los restos.
Casi imposible
Era pensar en resolver el laberinto,
Pasamos años rodeando precipicios,
Pasamos años con un pie en aquel abismo,
Casi imposible
Imaginar que habia luz al otro lado,
Como tantas nuestra historia se ha olvidado.
Qué sera de ti,
Por donde iran tus pasos,
Qué sera de ti,
Sino dejaste rastro.
Ves!
Al final fuimos capaces de dejar soplar el viento,
Ves!
Al final lo conseguimos,
Ya no quedan ni los restos.
Casi imposible
Era pensar en resolver el laberinto,
Pasamos años rodeando precipicios,
Pasamos años con un pie en aquel abismo,
Casi imposible
Imaginar que habia luz al otro lado,
Como tantas nuestra historia se ha olvidado.
Y aunque aveces me da por mirar hacía atrás,
El pasado es un vicio que nunca se va,
Ya no queda ni un rincon que rescatar.
Y aunque aveces me da por mirar hacia atras,
El pasado es un vicio que nunca se va,
Ya no queda ni un telon para bajar.
Casi imposible
Era pensar en resolver el laberinto,
Pasamos años rodeando precipicios,
Casi imposible
Era pensar en resolver el laberinto,
Pasamos años rodeando precipicios,
Pasamos años con un pie en aquel abismo,
Casi imposible
Imaginar que habia luz al otro lado,
Y como tantas nuestra historia se ha olvidado.
Que sera de ti... .

Heading Around Precipices

What will become of you,
I hardly remember you,
What will become of you,
So much time has passed.
See!
In the end we were able to let the wind blow,
See!
In the end we succeeded,
There are no more remnants.
Almost impossible
It was to think of solving the labyrinth,
We spent years going around precipices,
We spent years with one foot in that abyss,
Almost impossible
To imagine that there was light on the other side,
Like so many others, our story is forgotten.
What will become of you,
Where will your steps go,
What will become of you,
If you left no trace.
See!
In the end we were able to let the wind blow,
See!
In the end we succeeded,
There are no more remnants.
Almost impossible
It was to think of solving the labyrinth,
We spent years going around precipices,
We spent years with one foot in that abyss,
Almost impossible
To imagine that there was light on the other side,
Like so many others, our story is forgotten.
And although sometimes I look back,
The past is a vice that never goes away,
There is no longer a corner to rescue.
And although sometimes I look back,
The past is a vice that never goes away,
There is no longer a curtain to lower.
Almost impossible
It was to think of solving the labyrinth,
We spent years going around precipices,
Almost impossible
It was to think of solving the labyrinth,
We spent years going around precipices,
We spent years with one foot in that abyss,
Almost impossible
To imagine that there was light on the other side,
And like so many others, our story is forgotten.
What will become of you... .