Текст и перевод песни Charlie Monttana - Luna Rota y Astillada

Luna Rota y Astillada

Vivo una crisis salvaje mente erótica,
Y aunque no me mata,no me fortalece.
Pero me causa delirios yo te deseo.
En es estado mas puro,eso te lo juró.
Contigo conocí la paz de lo que se llama dicha.
Y la alegría, de lo llamado pecado.
Para esta confección me amparo en lo que ciento por dentro.
Y en mi licencia poética, que me lo permite...
Redesidire este amor bajo las sabanas,
Entre la saliva, el sudor y el placer,
Seré tu socio tu cómplice y tu pretexto,
La tentación es tan grande,que me desespera.
Si el dolor no tuviera pasado,
Y si el tiempo fuera la enfermedad.
Quien podria quererte menos que yo amor mio.
Si la luna esta rota y astillada.
Si el dolor no tuviera pasado.
Y si el tiempo fuera la enfermedad...
Hey, yey, yey.
Vivo el ardiente deseo de estar contigo
Y lucho con el vacío porque no estas conmigo,
Es tan amargo no tenerte y vivir de
Este deseo, tan intenso de poseerte.
Si el dolor no tuviera pasado,y si el tiempo fuera la enfermedad.
Quien podria quererte menos que yo
Amor mio,si la luna esta rota y astillada.
Escribí la palabra felicidad varias beses, pero siempre con minúscula,
Si el dolor no tuviera pasado, y si el tiempo fuera la enfermedad.
Quien podría quererte menos que yo
Amor mio,si la luna esta rota y astillada.
Escribí la palabra felicidad varias
Beses pero siempre con minúscula...
LA ROLA DEL GRAN AMIGO CHARLIE

Shattered and Broken Moon

I'm in the throes of a savagely erotic crisis,
And though it doesn't kill me, it doesn't make me stronger.
But it drives me into delirium, I desire you.
In its purest state, I swear to you.
With you, I knew the peace of what is called bliss.
And the joy, of what is called sin.
For this concoction, I rely on what I feel inside.
And on my poetic license, which allows me...
To recount this love beneath the sheets,
Amidst the saliva, the sweat, and the pleasure,
I will be your partner, your accomplice, and your excuse,
The temptation is so great, it drives me to despair.
If pain had no past,
And if time were the disease.
Who could love you less than I do, my love?
If the moon is shattered and broken.
If pain had no past.
And if time were the disease...
Hey, yey, yey.
I live with the burning desire to be with you
And I struggle with emptiness because you're not with me,
It's so bitter to not have you and to live with
This desire, so intense, to possess you.
If pain had no past, and if time were the disease.
Who could love you less than I do
My love, if the moon is shattered and broken.
I wrote the word happiness several times, but always in lowercase,
If pain had no past, and if time were the disease.
Who could love you less than I do
My love, if the moon is shattered and broken.
I wrote the word happiness several
Times but always in lowercase...
THE SONG OF OUR GREAT FRIEND CHARLIE