Paroles et traduction Jorge Gonzalez - Desconocido

Desconocido

(Vibra conmigo,
No consideres un despues,
Vibra conmigo,
Te debo conocer,
En el sentido de la biblia,
Tengo que navegar por tu cuerpo,
Te imagino leyendo esas cartas que escribo,
Me salen del alma,
Veras como es cierto,
Te quiero puro ver,
Quedar en Puerto Montt,
En una cabaña, que llueva tanto que no podamos salir,
Solo mirar la lluevia caer por la ventana,
Aserrar de la leña,
Te quiero conocer ya.
Me sale de los huesos y surge por los poros,
Esta fiebre de verte,
De verte muy cerca, como aquella vez que me enamore como loco,
Yo tenia fiebre y se redoblo,
Como queria que te subieras a mi avión,
No se podia,
Abrazarte pasando piola en el aeropuerto,
Al medio te conocí.
Y deje de ser tan desconocido)
Siento que me estes tranatndo demasiado bien
Que soy casi un desconocido
Miras mi correo y adivino la felicidad
Y soy casi un desconocido
Voy a viajar a tu ciudad
Dime a que río
Te decida conversar
Sabes que tambien
Yo sigo siendo para mi
Un perfecto desconocido
Ahora que te leo con asombro por primera vez
Algo magico a surgido
Voy a viajar a tu ciudad
Dime a que río
Quieres ir a platicar
¿Que es el espacio que nunca se alcanza?
Pienso
Quizás pienso mucho.

Unknown

(Get in tune with me,
Don't think about what comes after,
Get in tune with me,
I need to get to know you,
In the biblical sense,
I have to explore your body,
I imagine you reading those letters I write,
They come from my soul,
You'll see how true it is,
I want to see you naked,
Let's meet in Puerto Montt,
In a cabin, where it rains so much that we can't go out,
Just watching the rain fall through the window,
Making wood,
I want to get to know you now.
It comes from my bones and pours from my pores,
This fever to see you,
To see you up close, like that time I fell madly in love,
I had a fever and it doubled,
How I wanted you to get on my plane,
It couldn't be,
To hug you in the airport, without being seen,
I met you in the middle.
And I stopped being so unknown)
I feel like you're treating me too well
That I'm almost a stranger
You look at my email and I guess the happiness
And I'm almost a stranger
I'm going to travel to your city
Tell me what river
You decide to talk
You know that too
I'm still for myself
A perfect stranger
Now that I read you with amazement for the first time
Something magical has emerged
I'm going to travel to your city
Tell me what river
Do you want to go talk?
What is the space that is never reached?
I think
Maybe I think too much.