Текст и перевод песни Antonio Vega - Tesoros

Tesoros

Cuál podria ser mejor
Cuál de mis tesoros el peor balanza tan igual
Siempre condenada a bascular.
Nunca pudo decidir
Siempre tuvo cerca su botin
El sueño era fugaz, si,
Con un ojo abierto y otro en paz.
Suena un despertador y él da la vida sin ser Dios por una antigua vocación,
Qué haria mi animal si comprendiera que es genial
No dejaria de pensar.
Cuál seria el menor
Cuál de mis tesoros el mayor
Me inclino por dudar
De las adjetivos la verdad.
Suena un despertador y él se divide en dos por una antigua vocación,
Qué haria mi animal si no supiera interpretar todas mis formas de mirar,
Que haría mi animal
Si comprerdiera que es genial
No dejaria de dudar, no...

Treasures

Which could be better
Which of my treasures the worst equally balances
Always doomed to sway.
She could never decide
Her treasure was always close by
The dream was fleeting, like,
With one eye open and the other at peace.
An alarm clock sounds and he gives life without being God by an ancient calling,
What would my animal do if she understood that she is beautiful
She wouldn't stop thinking.
Which would be the lesser
Which of my treasures the greater
I'm inclined to doubt
Adjectives from the truth.
An alarm clock sounds and he divides himself in two by an ancient calling,
What would my animal do if he didn't know how to interpret all my ways of looking,
What would my animal do
If she understood that she is beautiful
She wouldn't stop doubting, no...