Paroles et traduction Jose Miguel Gutierrez - Leña mojada

Leña mojada

Hay tanto frio en las veredas de mi barrio,
Tanta agua y tierra que tragan mis zapatos,
Ciego mundo de rutina cansada,
Blanco, negro, incoloro, calles gastadas.
Dias sordomudo y sin novedad, todas tus miradas ocultan verdad,
Leña mojada no abriga el dolor,
Lluvia de chuchillos sembrando frio temor
Aaay no se a quien pedirle amor verdadero
Aaay no se a quien pedirle amor pero del bueno
Aaay quedan tantas horas y poco dinero
Aaay no se a quien pedirle amor verdadero
Dias sordomudo y sin novedad, todas tus miradas ocultan verdad,
Leña mojada no abriga el dolor,
Lluvia de chuchillos sembrando frio temor
Aaay no se a quien pedirle amor verdadero
Aaay no se a quien pedirle amor pero del bueno
Aaay quedan tantas horas y poco dinero
Aaay no se a quien pedirle amor

Wet Wood

So much cold on the sidewalks of my neighborhood,
So much water and dirt that my shoes are drenched,
Blind world of tired routine,
White, black, colorless, worn-out streets.
Days of silence and monotony, all your glances conceal the truth,
Wet wood doesn't warm the pain,
Rain of knives, sowing cold fear,
Oh, I don't know who to ask for true love
Oh, I don't know who to ask for love, but the good kind
Oh, there are so many hours and so little money
Oh, I don't know who to ask for true love
Days of silence and monotony, all your glances conceal the truth,
Wet wood doesn't warm the pain,
Rain of knives, sowing cold fear,
Oh, I don't know who to ask for true love
Oh, I don't know who to ask for love, but the good kind
Oh, there are so many hours and so little money
Oh, I don't know who to ask for love