Paroles et traduction La K'onga - Cuentas del Alma

Cuentas del Alma

Siempre en la noche mi mamá buscaba el sueño
Frente a la televisión, y me pedía que por favor,
No la apagara; su soledad en aquel cuarto cuarto
No aguantaba, aunque jamás lo confesó.
Yo niño, no entendía su horror, porque uno es joven
Y no sabe del amor; crecí mirando a mi madre vivir
Aferrada a una esperanza que la enterró, toda
Amargada, dentro de una noche que no acabó.
Y mi madre le ha temido a la noche desde el día
Que se fue mi papá. Hoy la miro y comprendo que
Ella aún piensa que las cuentas del alma no se acaban
Nunca de pagar.
Hoy día comprendo su dolor, y lo terrible que es amar
A una ilusión que está atrapada entre la sombra del
Pasado, y que en las noches se libera y va a su lado
Como el fantasma de un amor que no murió.
Mi madre le ha temido a la noche desde el día
Que se fue mi papá. Hoy la miro y comprendo que
Ella aún piensa que las cuentas del alma no se acaban
Nunca de pagar.

Soul's Debt

Always at night my mother would seek sleep
In front of the television, and ask me, please,
Not to turn it off; her loneliness in that room
She couldn't bear it, though she never confessed.
I was a child, I didn't understand her horror, because one is young
And doesn't know about love; I grew up watching my mother live
Clinging to a hope that buried her, entirely
Embittered, within a night that never ended.
And my mother has been terrified of the night since the day
That my father left. Today I look at her and understand that
She still thinks that the debts of the soul are not finished
Never to be paid.
Today I understand her pain, and how terrible it is to love
An illusion that is trapped between the shadow of the
Past, and that in the nights it is free and goes to her side
Like the ghost of a love that did not die.
My mother has been terrified of the night since the day
That my father left. Today I look at her and understand that
She still thinks that the debts of the soul are not finished
Never to be paid.