Paroles et traduction Illya Kuryaki & The Valderramas - ¿De Que Me Hablás?

¿De Que Me Hablás?

Lo siento quisiera abandonar, quiebro la angustia,
Y floto hacia tu umbral, quizás el tiempo no dijo la verdad,
Es muy difícil nadar por este mar.

Y si el cielo se afiló,
Y nos corta nuestras alas y cabezas,
Quien es el rey que nos robó,
Solo dejando al silencio y a su tristeza.

Se que algún día,
Nuestro sol volverá a brillar,
Eleva mis manos Dios,
Dame fuerzas para estar.

Vemos a la muerte entre la gente,
Vemos todo todo sin pensar,
Que nos ah pasado en esta vida,
Que el dolor no deja de acechar.

De que me hablás,
De que me hablás,
De que me hablás,
Si no sabes ni hablar,
De que me hablás,
Don′t call me,
Don't page me, forget me,
I wish you all the best girl.

Tócame si esto es real,
Sombra que abusas del ángel celestial,
Dime si hay un fin,
Donde te pueda esperar,
Luz invisible plegaria en tu mirar.

Y si el cielo se afiló,
Y nos corta nuestras alas y cabezas,
Quien es el rey que nos robó,
Solo dejando al silencio y su tristeza.

Se que algún día nuestro sol volverá a brillar,
Eleva mis manos Dios,
Dame fuerzas para estar.

Vemos a la muerte entre la gente,
Vemos todo todo sin pensar,
Que nos ha pasado en esta vida,
Que el dolor no deja de acechar.

De que me hablás,
De que me hablás,
De que me hablas,
Si no sabes ni hablar,
De que me hablas.

Don′t call me,
Don't page me, forget me,
I wish you all the best girl.

What Are You Talking About?

I'm sorry, I'd like to give up, I break the anguish,
And I drift towards your threshold, perhaps time didn't tell the truth,
It's very hard to swim through this sea.

And if heaven has sharpened itself,
And it cuts our wings and heads,
Who is the king who has robbed us,
Leaving only silence and its sadness.

I know that someday,
Our sun will shine again,
Raise my hands, God,
Give me strength to be.

We see death among the people,
We see everything, everything without thinking,
What has happened to us in this life,
That pain doesn't stop lurking.

What are you talking about,
What are you talking about,
What are you talking about,
If you don't even know how to talk,
What are you talking about,
Don't call me,
Don't page me, forget me,
I wish you all the best, girl.

Touch me if this is real,
Shadow that abuses the celestial angel,
Tell me if there is an end,
Where I can wait for you,
Invisible light, prayer in your gaze.

And if heaven has sharpened itself,
And it cuts our wings and heads,
Who is the king who has robbed us,
Leaving only silence and its sadness.

I know that someday our sun will shine again,
Raise my hands, God,
Give me strength to be.

We see death among the people,
We see everything, everything without thinking,
What has happened to us in this life,
That pain doesn't stop lurking.

What are you talking about,
What are you talking about,
What are you talking about,
If you don't even know how to talk,
What are you talking about.

Don't call me,
Don't page me, forget me,
I wish you all the best, girl.