Paroles et traduction Mägo de Oz - El poema de la lluvia triste - feat. Christian Bertoncelli

El poema de la lluvia triste - feat. Christian Bertoncelli

Piangere é espiare la pena
Disidratare la paura che c′é in te
É sudare l'angoscia che ti colma
É piovere tristezza per avere gioia
Se despertó a medianoche a mirar
Si el reflejo del agua podía encontrar
Aquella risa que un día mudó
Y por segunda piel de soledad se vistió.
Buscó respuesta en el aire
Mientras el mar le arropó.
Pidió ayuda a su estrella
Que le abandonó
Pues se olvidó llorar.
Llorar es purgar la pena
Deshidratar todo el miedo que hay en ti
Es sudar la angustia que te llena
Es llover tristeza para poder ser feliz.
Llorar es purgar la pena
Deshidratar todo el miedo que hay en ti
Es sudar la angustia que te llena
Es llover tristeza para poder ser feliz.
Cierra los ojos, abre el corazón
Y aprende a ver con los ojos del alma, ella oyó
Le hablaba el viento, le hablaba una flor
Con la cadencia que tiene un susurro de amor.
Deja salir los fantasmas
Que amargan besos y dan
A cambio de tus silencios
Acopios de ansiedad,
Mutilada Paz.
Llorar es purgar la pena
Deshidratar todo el miedo que hay en ti
Es sudar la angustia que te llena,
Es llover tristeza para poder ser feliz.
Llorar es purgar la pena
Deshidratar todo el miedo que hay en ti,
Es sudar la angustia que te llena.
¡Escucha, soy Gaia!
¡No castres tu rabia!
¡Que tu alma escupa el dolor!
Que llueva tristeza al llorar
Y que sacie la amargura su sed.
Las lágrimas son el jabón
Que limpia de penas tu piel.
Llorar es purgar la pena
Deshidratar todo el miedo que hay en ti,
Es sudar la angustia que te llena,
Es llover tristeza para poder ser feliz.
Llorar es purgar la pena
Deshidratar todo el miedo que hay en ti,
Es sudar la angustia que te llena,
Es llover tristeza para poder ser feliz.
Llorar es purgar la pena
Deshidratar todo el miedo que hay en ti,
Es sudar la angustia que te llena.
¡Escucha, soy Gaia!
¡No castres tu rabia!
¡Que tu alma escupa el dolor!

The Poem of Sad Rain - feat. Christian Bertoncelli

To cry is to atone for sorrow
To dehydrate the fear that is in you
It is to sweat the anguish that fills you
It is to rain sadness to have joy
She woke up at midnight to look
If she could find the reflection of the water
That laughter that one day changed
And as a second skin of loneliness, she dressed.
She looked for an answer in the air
As the sea tucked her in.
She asked her star for help
Who abandoned her
Because she forgot to cry.
To cry is to purge sorrow
To dehydrate all the fear that is in you
It is to sweat the anguish that fills you
It is to rain sadness in order to be happy.
To cry is to purge sorrow
To dehydrate all the fear that is in you
It is to sweat the anguish that fills you
It is to rain sadness in order to be happy.
Close your eyes, open your heart
And learn to see with the eyes of the soul, she heard
The wind was talking to her, a flower was talking to her
With the cadence of a whisper of love.
Let out the ghosts
That embitter kisses and give
In exchange for your silence
Stores of anxiety,
Mutilated Peace.
To cry is to purge sorrow
To dehydrate all the fear that is in you
It is to sweat the anguish that fills you,
It is to rain sadness in order to be happy.
To cry is to purge sorrow
To dehydrate all the fear that is in you,
It is to sweat the anguish that fills you.
Listen, I am Gaia!
Do not castrate your rage!
May your soul spit out the pain!
May sadness rain as you cry
And may bitterness quench its thirst.
Tears are the soap
That cleanses your skin of sorrow.
To cry is to purge sorrow
To dehydrate all the fear that is in you,
It is to sweat the anguish that fills you,
It is to rain sadness in order to be happy.
To cry is to purge sorrow
To dehydrate all the fear that is in you,
It is to sweat the anguish that fills you,
It is to rain sadness in order to be happy.
To cry is to purge sorrow
To dehydrate all the fear that is in you,
It is to sweat the anguish that fills you.
Listen, I am Gaia!
Do not castrate your rage!
May your soul spit out the pain!