Paroles et traduction Ferdy - Sigo siendo aquel

Sigo siendo aquel

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Porque yo sigo siendo aquel niñato desconfiado
Y aunque hayan pasado años sigo igual que en el pasado,
Ese niño que lloraba por nada y a la minima,
Ese niño que caia y de la leccion aprendia.

Y esque aquel sentimental nunca ha desaparecido,
Porque puedo aparentar pero en el fondo soy el mismo,
Y sere siempre aunque ese ser se esconda dentro,
Y no queira dar la cara ni salir por el momento.

Era un niño como todos,
Un niño algo extraño,
Que se fue haciendo grande
Y fue canbiando con los años,
Como todos tenia un sueño,
Un idolo, o un heroe,
La imaginacion volaba junto a hadas, ninfas y duendes.

Era un chaval sencillo,
Un chaval algo curioso, orgulloso
En cierto punto, tambien algo vanidoso,
Caprichoso, cuidadoso sobretodo con sus cosas,
Cariñoso, tan ciego que veia el cielo color rosa.

Y en clase...
En clase era un chaval distinto,
Niño ingenuo, ignorante,
Pero a la vez un chico listo,
Un chico timido, un demonio
Con dos personalidades
Un travieso y un buen niño siempre para navidades.

Fue entonces cuando aprendio a valorar mucho mas todo,
Era feliz con casi nada,
Se conformaba con poco,
Aquel chaval, nunca se dejo manejar,
Siempre fue fiel a sus principios,
Y lo sera hasta el final.

Nunca tubo secretos que esconder a su familia,
Porque siempre estuvieron alli y siguen todavia,
Las personas en quien crees siempre son las que te fallan,
Los amigos que te quieres tarde o tempano se van.
Aquel chaval,
Siempre pudo divertirse sin fumar. sin beber,
Si, pues su imaginacion le hacia volar,
Flotar sobre las nubes e ignorar la realidad,
La malicia de hoy en dia entonces solo era bondad.

Un chico alegre, iperactivo y optimista,
Pesimista en cierto punto,
Segun su punto de vista,
Era el centro de atencion,
Se guiaba por el corazon,
Era inquieto, en si creia
Y siempre tuvo la razon.
Jamas consiguio odiar,
Era un chaval demasiao bueno.

El amor siempre le fue mal,
Pero da igual no es nada nuevo,
Vivia en su cueva, lejos de todo lo demas,
Mas no tenia miedo a nada
Y ahora teme a la verdad.

Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Aquel que siempre quise ser,
Porque yo sigo seindo aquel
Hecho de menos el ayer,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Igual y canbiado a la vez,
Porque yo sigo seindo aquel,
O al menos lo quiero creer...
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Aquel que siempre quise ser,
Porque yo sigo seindo aquel
Hecho de menos el ayer,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Igual y canbiado a la vez,
Porque yo sigo seindo aquel,
O al menos lo quiero creer...

Sigo siendo aquel niño sensible,
Que llora por todo,
Era irritable a cualquier bronca,
Se sentia incomodo,
Aquel que daba las gracias por cuelquier tonteria,
Si no fuera por esa criatura, dime, ¿quien seria?

Amable, simpatico, y aveces parecia un santo,
No buscaba un mal por un bien, un tanto por un cuanto,
No deseaba lo peor para las personas
Aunque fueran enemigas,
Con la verdad por delante,
No soportaba las mentiras,
Aunque no era tan bonito como lo pintaba,
Escapar de casa,
Dejando una nota escrita en la almohada,
"Papá y mamá, no aguanto mas vuestras discusiones,
Quitais mis ganas de vivir
Mi infancia y mis ilusiones".

Nunca se metia con nadie
Pero el si se metian con el,
Era un chico con complejos
Y hoy sigo siendo aquel...
Perdi la confianza con el paso de las horas
Y en mi papel sigo preguntandome "¿porque lloras?"

Queria tener amigos a los que ya no les importas,
Ahora cruzo este duro camino con mi hermano porta.
Sigo siendo aquel que queria tirarse por la ventana,
Pasaba las horas de clase esperando a que sonara la campana.
Soy el mismo que años atras en el calendario,
El que te espiaba mientras te canbabas en el vestuario,
El que te regalaba flores arrancadas del jardin,
Aun recuerdo cuando me canbiaste un beso por un jazmin.

Ninguna niña queria jugar con el al conejo de la suerte.
Con ocho años ya tuve su primer tomo con la muerte,
Queria lanzarse al vacio, y se encerraba en la terraza
Estaba cansado de oir mas peleas dentro de su casa.
Un niño que preferia dos besos antes que caramelos,
Sigo siendo aquel que no tiene nada porque solo tiene celos,
Un chico un poco complicado de comprender.
Mi mañana no sera un no si no existe un ayer.

Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Aquel que siempre quise ser,
Porque yo sigo seindo aquel,
Hecho de menos el ayer,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Igual y canbiado a la vez,
Porque yo sigo seindo aquel,
O al menos lo quiero creer...
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Aquel que siempre quise ser,
Porque yo sigo seindo aquel
Hecho de menos el ayer,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Igual y canbiado a la vez,
Porque yo sigo seindo aquel,
O al menos lo quiero creer...

Y esque tengo sentimientos,
Como cualquier persona,
Lloro por dentro y a solas,
Mientras suena la gramola.

Aun recuerdo ese chaval que llevo dentro,
Porque sigo buscando siempre su escondite,
Pero no lo encuentro.

Amigos alma y corazon,
Decidme. ¿¡Donde estais!?
Por favor. ¿Donde os habeis metido?
¡No quiero que os vallais!
Os he perdido con el paso de las horas,
De los dias, de los meses, de los años,
Momentos en los cual vivia felizmente.

A veces pienso en el tiempo y digo "¡Detente!,
¡Pasa mas lento por favor
Estate en estado latente!"
Pero el tiempo pasa y los dados me hacen avanzar
La partida, ahora sigo siendo aquel chico
Algo cambiado en el juego de la vida ...

Aquel que siempre quise ser,
Aquel que siempre quise ser,
Hecho de menos el ayer,
Hecho de menos el ayer,
Igual y cambiado a la vez,
Igual y cambiado a la vez,
O al menos lo quiero creer.

Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel,
Porque yo sigo siendo aquel...

Bazzel.
Porta...
2006...

Dentro nuestro sigue aquel niño dormido...
Aquel niño sigue en nuestros corazones...
Bucando algun lugar para salir...
Buscando una salida...

I'm still that guy

Porta]
Because I'm still that distrustful kid
And even though years have passed, I'm still the same as in the past,
That kid who cried over nothing and at the minimum,
That kid who fell and learned from the lesson.

And that sentimental one has never disappeared,
Because I can pretend but deep down I'm the same,
And I will always be even if that being hides inside,
And doesn't want to show his face or come out for the moment.

He was a kid like everyone else,
A somewhat strange kid,
Who grew up
And changed over the years,
Like everyone he had a dream,
An idol, or a hero,
Imagination flew with fairies, nymphs and elves.

He was a simple guy,
A curious, proud guy
At one point, also somewhat vain,
Fickle, careful especially with his things,
Affectionate, so blind that he saw the sky pink.

And in class...
In class he was a different guy,
Naive child, ignorant,
But at the same time a smart boy,
A shy boy, a demon
With two personalities
A naughty and a good boy always for Christmas.

It was then that he learned to appreciate everything much more,
He was happy with almost nothing,
He settled for little,
That guy, never let himself be handled,
He was always true to his principles,
And he will be until the end.

He never had secrets to hide from his family,
Because they were always there and still are,
The people you believe in are always the ones who let you down,
The friends you love sooner or later leave.
That guy,
He could always have fun without smoking. without drinking,
Yes, because his imagination made him fly,
Float on the clouds and ignore reality,
The malice of today then was only goodness.

A cheerful, hyperactive and optimistic guy,
Pessimistic at one point,
According to his point of view,
He was the center of attention,
He was guided by the heart,
He was restless, he believed in himself
And he was always right.
He never managed to hate,
He was too good a guy.

Love has always been bad for him,
But it doesn't matter, it's nothing new,
He lived in his cave, away from everything else,
But he wasn't afraid of anything
And now he fears the truth.

Because I'm still that guy,
The one I always wanted to be,
Because I'm still that guy
Missing yesterday,
Because I'm still that guy,
Same and changed at the same time,
Because I'm still that guy,
Or at least I want to believe it...
Because I'm still that guy,
The one I always wanted to be,
Because I'm still that guy
Missing yesterday,
Because I'm still that guy,
Same and changed at the same time,
Because I'm still that guy,
Or at least I want to believe it...

I'm still that sensitive kid,
Who cries about everything,
He was irritable to any scolding,
He felt uncomfortable,
The one who thanked for any nonsense,
If it wasn't for that creature, tell me, who would I be?

Kind, nice, and sometimes he seemed like a saint,
He wasn't looking for bad for good, a little for a little,
He didn't wish the worst for people
Even if they were enemies,
With the truth ahead,
He couldn't stand lies,
Although it wasn't as pretty as he painted it,
Escape from home,
Leaving a note written on the pillow,
"Dad and Mom, I can't take your arguments anymore,
You take away my will to live
My childhood and my illusions."

He never messed with anyone
But he did mess with him,
He was a guy with complexes
And today I'm still that guy...
I lost confidence with the passing of the hours
And in my role I keep asking myself "why are you crying?"

He wanted to have friends that you don't care about anymore,
Now I walk this hard road with my brother Porta.
I'm still the one who wanted to throw himself out the window,
He spent class hours waiting for the bell to ring.
I'm the same as years ago on the calendar,
The one who spied on you while you were changing in the locker room,
The one who gave you flowers plucked from the garden,
I still remember when you traded a kiss for a jasmine.

No girl wanted to play lucky rabbit with him.
At eight years old, he already had his first volume with death,
He wanted to jump into the void, and he locked himself on the terrace
He was tired of hearing more fights inside his house.
A kid who preferred two kisses over candy,
I'm still the one who has nothing because he's only jealous,
A bit complicated guy to understand.
My tomorrow won't be a no if there is no yesterday.

Because I'm still that guy,
The one I always wanted to be,
Because I'm still that guy
Missing yesterday,
Because I'm still that guy,
Same and changed at the same time,
Because I'm still that guy,
Or at least I want to believe it...
Because I'm still that guy,
The one I always wanted to be,
Because I'm still that guy
Missing yesterday,
Because I'm still that guy,
Same and changed at the same time,
Because I'm still that guy,
Or at least I want to believe it...

And I have feelings,
Like any person,
I cry inside and alone,
While the jukebox plays.

I still remember that kid I carry inside,
Because I'm always looking for his hiding place,
But I can't find it.

Friends, soul and heart,
Tell me. ¿Where are you!?
Please. Where have you gone?
I don't want you to leave!
I have lost you with the passing of the hours,
Of the days, of the months, of the years,
Moments in which I lived happily.

Sometimes I think about time and I say "Stop!
Go slower please
Stay latent!"
But time passes and the dice make me advance
The game, now I'm still that boy
Something changed in the game of life ...

The one I always wanted to be,
The one I always wanted to be,
Missing yesterday,
Missing yesterday,
Same and changed at the same time,
Same and changed at the same time,
Or at least I want to believe it.

Because I'm still that guy,
Because I'm still that guy,
Because I'm still that guy,
Because I'm still that guy,
Because I'm still that guy,
Because I'm still that guy,
Because I'm still that guy,
Because I'm still that guy,
Because I'm still that guy...

Bazzel.
Porta...
2006...

Inside us that child is still asleep...
That child is still in our hearts...
Looking for somewhere to get out...
Looking for a way out...