Paroles et traduction Edgar Oceransky - Qué Tristeza (Acustic Version)

Qué Tristeza (Acustic Version)

Que tristeza
Me daria no quedarme con tu vida
Caminar ya con el alma reducida
A pedazos destruida
Porque no supe pintarme en tu pared

Que tristeza
Me daria despertar de madrugada
Sin tu amor acariciandome la espalda
Sin tus manos de bufanda
Con tu aroma en mi recuerdo y no en mi piel

Que tristeza
Me daria que acabara con nosotros
Tus ataques de princesa y mis enojos
Mi costumbre de cantar y amanecer

Que tristeza
Me daria no escuchar ya mas tu risa
No ver mas tus pasos cortos y deprisa
Y sofocarme con la brisa
De tu pelo cuando empiezas a correr

Que tristeza
Me daria acabar solo en este mundo
Ver mi vida destrozada en un segundo
Y de repente, moribundo
Con mi cuerpo acostumbrado a proteger

Que tristeza
Me daria que acabara con nosotros
Tus ataques de princesa y mis enojos
Mi costumbre de cantar y amanecer

Que tristeza
Me daria y me daria mas tristeza
Ver mi amor ya convirtiendose en padecer
Que se apague cuando empieza a amanecer

Such Sadness (Acoustic Version)

Such sadness
Would befall me if I were not to spend my life with you
Walking alone, my soul reduced
To broken pieces
Because I was unable to paint myself on your wall

Such sadness
Would befall me if I were to awaken at dawn
Without your love caressing my back
Without your hands as a scarf
With your scent in my memory and not on my skin

Such sadness
Would befall me if our time together were to end
Your princess tantrums and my frustrations
My habit of singing and waking at sunrise

Such sadness
Would befall me if I were not to hear your laughter anymore
To not see your short, quick steps again
And to suffocate from the breeze
Of your hair as you begin to run

Such sadness
Would befall me if I were to end up alone in this world
To see my life shattered in a second
And suddenly, on the verge of death
With my body accustomed to shielding you

Such sadness
Would befall me if our time together were to end
Your princess tantrums and my frustrations
My habit of singing and waking at sunrise

Such sadness
Would befall me and even more sadness
To see my love becoming a torment
To fade away as dawn breaks