Текст и перевод песни Antonio Orozco - No Vale Dormir

No Vale Dormir

Deja que el viento entre
Y se lleve todo lo que nos sobra,
Deja que las raíces
Beban el agua que necesiten,
Deja que los colores
Vuelvan a serlo todo,
Y deja que aquella magia
Nos resucite.

Cuéntame con detalle
Para contárselo a la esperanza,
Cuéntame como sabes
Que viene ruido y no la calma,
Deja que los rencores
Salgan por donde entraron,
Y deja que no haya nadie
Que lo marchité.

Cuando amanezca tormenta, no vale dormir.
Cuando los versos no bailen, no vale dormir.
Cuando los premios no sean perfectos,
Cuando la vida no entienda de besos, cógeme fuerte la mano y si duele pa' mí.

Donde las manos no mandan, no vale pedir.
Donde la rima no entienda, no vale pedir.
Cuando la espera no sea sincera,
Cuando la pena se quede a tu vera,
Cógeme fuerte la mano y su duele pa' mí.

Piensa poquito a poco
Lo que pretende la cobardía.
Vuelve por donde huías,
Y dos sonrisas por cada huella.

Tira de los cordones
Que abren esa ventana,
Coge nuestro principio,
Y me lo regalas.

Cuando amanezca tormenta, no vale dormir.
Cuando los versos no bailen, no vale dormir.
Cuando los premios no sean perfectos,
Cuando la vida no entienda de besos, cógeme fuerte la mano y si duele pa' mí.

Donde las manos no mandan, no vale pedir.
Donde la rima no entienda, no vale pedir.
Cuando la espera no sea sincera,
Cuando la pena se quede a tu vera,
Cógeme fuerte la mano y su duele pa' mí.

Dámelo, dámelo pa' mí.
Dámelo.

Don't Sleep

Let the wind come in
And take with it everything that we don't need,
Let the roots
Drink all the water they need,
Let the colours
Once again be everything,
And let that magic
Revive us.

Tell me in detail,
So that I can tell it all to hope,
Tell me how you know
That noise is coming, and not calm,
Let the resentments
Leave through where they came in,
And let there be no one
Who withers it.

When the storm breaks, don't sleep.
When the verses don't dance, don't sleep.
When the prizes aren't perfect,
When life doesn't understand kisses, hold my hand tight. And if it hurts, for me.

Where the hands don't rule, don't ask.
Where the rhyme doesn't understand, don't ask.
When the wait isn't sincere
When sorrow stays by your side
Hold my hand tight, and if it hurts, for me.

Think little by little
What cowardice intends.
Go back to where you were running from,
And two smiles for each footprint.

Pull on the cords
That open that window
Take our beginning
And give it to me.

When the storm breaks, don't sleep.
When the verses don't dance, don't sleep.
When the prizes aren't perfect,
When life doesn't understand kisses, hold my hand tight. And if it hurts, for me.

Where the hands don't rule, don't ask.
Where the rhyme doesn't understand, don't ask.
When the wait isn't sincere
When sorrow stays by your side
Hold my hand tight, and if it hurts, for me.

Give it to me, give it to me for me.
Give it to me.