Текст и перевод песни Cata Raybaud - Celos

Celos

Los celos vienen, van,
Algunos van sin forma, sin refugio, sin hogar
Te buscan, te encuentran un día al pasar,
Los celos son solo una manera de mirar.

Los celos dolerán,
Te quitan el tiempo, te quitan la paz,
Te arrastran, te invaden, te dejan llevar,
Los celos son un juego difícil de ganar.

Me dijeron que te vieron cerca del invernadero,
Me contaron que ahí estabas con tu ropa algo cambiada
Que una chica se acercaba, susurrándote en la cara,
Me dijeron que te vieron, que creyeron que eras vos

Los celos vienen, van,
Algunos van sin forma, sin refugio, sin hogar
Te buscan, te encuentran un día al pasar,
Los celos son solo una manera de mirar.

Me dijeron que te vieron cerca del invernadero
Me contaron que ahí estabas con tu ropa algo cambiada
Que una chica se acercaba, susurrándote en la cara,
Me dijeron que te vieron, que creyeron que eras vos

No te detengas, déjalos andar,
Deja que el viento los guíe hacia el mar
No te detengas, déjalos andar,
Deja que el viento los guíe hacia el mar

Me dijeron que te vieron cerca del invernadero
Me contaron que ahí estabas con tu ropa algo cambiada
Que una chica se acercaba, susurrándote en la cara,
Me dijeron que te vieron, que creyeron que eras vos.

Jealousy

Jealousy comes, it goes,
Some go without form, without refuge, without home,
They search for, they find you one day passing through,
Jealousy is just a way of looking.

Jealousy will hurt,
It takes your time, it takes your peace,
It drags you, it invades you, it lets you go,
Jealousy is a game that's hard to win.

They told me they saw you around the greenhouse,
They told me you were there with your clothes a little bit changed,
That a girl was approaching, whispering in your face,
They told me they saw you, that they believed it was you,

Jealousy comes, it goes,
Some go without form, without refuge, without home,
They search for, they find you one day passing through,
Jealousy is just a way of looking.

They told me they saw you around the greenhouse,
They told me you were there with your clothes a little bit changed,
That a girl was approaching, whispering in your face,
They told me they saw you, that they believed it was you,

Don't stop it, let it go,
Let the wind guide it to the sea,
Don't stop it, let it go,
Let the wind guide it to the sea,

They told me they saw you around the greenhouse,
They told me you were there with your clothes a little bit changed,
That a girl was approaching, whispering in your face,
They told me they saw you, that they believed it was you.