Paroles et traduction La Nobleza de Aguililla - Muerto en Vida

Muerto en Vida

MUERTO EN VIDA
Me encontraron cabizbajo refugiado en la cantina,
Recordando mis dolores, tomando de un buen tequila,
No faltó quien se acercara preguntando mi tristeza,
Les dije no pasa nada, está loca mi cabeza.

Los ojos me delataban, me anegaban todo el rostro,
No pude seguir mintiendo, lo que pasaba era obvio,
Por fin pude dar respuesta a aquellos que me indagaban,
Por más hombre que me sienta, traigo una espada clavada.
Y soltando el llanto, confesé, me duele arto.
Como no voy a llorar, si se apagó aquél lucero tan hermoso,
Ahora es oscuro mi sendero y no
Conozco, el camino pa' volver a mi razón.
Como no voy a llorar, si me dejó un pedacito de mi vida,
Por más que intento no logro sanar
La herida que me ha dejado su partida,
Como no voy a llorar si me dejó muerto en vida.

Por fin pude dar respuesta a aquellos que me indagaban,
Por más hombre que me sienta, traigo una espada clavada.

Y soltando el llanto, confesé, me duele arto.
Como no voy a llorar, si se apagó aquél lucero tan hermoso,
Ahora es oscuro mi sendero y no
Conozco, el camino pa' volver a mi razón.
Como no voy a llorar, si me dejó un pedacito de mi vida,
Por más que intento no logro sanar
La herida que me ha dejado su partida,
Como no voy a llorar si me dejó muerto en vida.

Dead Alive

Muerto en Vida
I was found downcast, taking refuge in the bar,
Remembering my sorrows, drinking good tequila,
There were those who approached to ask why I was sad,
I said that nothing was wrong, that my head was just messed up.

My eyes betrayed me, they flooded my face,
I couldn't keep lying, what was going on was clear,
Finally, I was able to give an answer to those who asked me,
As much as I feel like a man, I carry a sword plunged into me.
And letting out a cry, I confessed, it hurts a lot.
How can I not cry, if that beautiful star has gone out?
Now my path is dark and I don't
Know the way to get my mind back.
How can I not cry, if he left me a piece of my life,
As much as I try, I can't heal
The wound left by his departure,
How can I not cry if he left me dead alive?

Finally, I was able to give an answer to those who asked me,
As much as I feel like a man, I carry a sword plunged into me.

And letting out a cry, I confessed, it hurts a lot.
How can I not cry, if that beautiful star has gone out?
Now my path is dark and I don't
Know the way to get my mind back.
How can I not cry, if he left me a piece of my life,
As much as I try, I can't heal
The wound left by his departure,
How can I not cry if he left me dead alive?