Paroles et traduction Pedro Aznar - Blues De Cris - Live

Blues De Cris - Live

Cansado de gritar por Cris,
Mi mente está colgada como un árbol.
Cansado de luchar por mí,
Atado a mi destino
Al borde del camino volveré.

Y si la ves pasar y no habla,
Es porque sabe que
Atado a mi destino
Sus ojos al final olvidaré.

Cansado de gritar por Cris,
Mi mente está colgada como un árbol.
Cansado de luchar por mí,
Atado a mi destino
Al borde del camino volveré.

Y si la ves pasar y no habla,
Es porque sabe que
Atado a mi destino, sus ojos al final olvidaré.

Zumbando en mi caverna gris,
La voz de Cris me llega y no cesa.
Oh, zumbando en mi caverna gris,
Atado a mi destino,
Al borde del camino volveré.

Blues De Cris - Live

Wearied from calling out for Cris,
My mind hangs like a tree.
Tired of fighting for myself,
Bound to my destiny
I will return to the edge of the road.

And if you see her pass by and she doesn't speak,
It's because she knows that
Bound to my destiny
In the end, I will forget her eyes.

Wearied from calling out for Cris,
My mind hangs like a tree.
Tired of fighting for myself,
Bound to my destiny
I will return to the edge of the road.

And if you see her pass by and she doesn't speak,
It's because she knows that
Bound to my destiny, in the end I will forget her eyes.

Humming in my gray cavern,
Cris's voice reaches me and doesn't stop.
Oh, humming in my gray cavern,
Bound to my destiny,
I will return to the edge of the road.