Текст и перевод песни Edgar Oceransky feat. Perrozompopo - Entre Remolinos - En Directo

Entre Remolinos - En Directo

Dejó caer en mi arena sus pies
Dejó saber en mis labios su ser
Juntos probamos la noche, esa de murmullo, el imán y la flor.
Fuimos casi un muro, casi viento, casi sal.
Fuimos casi nada y todo de una sola vez, todo de una sola vez.
Los dedos iban tanteando entre piel y piel.
Era el reconocimiento de sudores de su nombre
Y fuimos casi un muro, casi viento, casi sal.
Fuimos casi nada y todo de una sola
Vez, de una sola vez, de una sola vez.
Y nos quedamos ahí, como bordando el dolor,
Como sacando del mar el rostro para llorar.
Y nos quedamos ahí,
Con la certeza de estar enrredados entre
Remolinos y su amor, y su amor, y su amor y su amor.
Los dedos iban tanteando entre piel y piel.
Era el reconocimiento de sudores de su nombre
Y fuimos casi un muro, casi viento, casi sal.
Fuimos casi nada y nada y todo de una
Sola vez, de una sola vez, de un sola vez.
Y nos quedamos ahí, como bordando el dolor,
Como sacando del mar el rostro para llorar.
Y nos quedamos ahí,
Con la certeza de estar enrredados entre remolinos y su amor...
Y nos quedamos ahí, como bordando el dolor,
Como sacando del mar el rostro para llorar.
Y nos quedamos ahí,
Con la certeza de estar enrredados entre remolinos y su amor...

Between Whirls - Live

She let her feet fall on my sand
She let her being be known on my lips
Together we tasted the night, that of whispers, the magnet, and the flower.
We were almost a wall, almost wind, almost salt.
We were almost nothing and everything at once, everything at once.
Fingers were searching between skin and skin.
It was the recognition of sweat, of her name
And we were almost a wall, almost wind, almost salt.
We were almost nothing and everything at once
Time, at once, at once, at once.
And we stayed there, like embroidering pain,
Like pulling our faces out of the sea to cry.
And we stayed there,
With the certainty of being entangled among
Whirls and her love, and her love, and her love and her love.
Fingers were searching between skin and skin.
It was the recognition of sweat, of her name
And we were almost a wall, almost wind, almost salt.
We were almost nothing and nothing and everything at once
Time, at once, at once, at once.
And we stayed there, like embroidering pain,
Like pulling our faces out of the sea to cry.
And we stayed there,
With the certainty of being entangled among whirls and her love...
And we stayed there, like embroidering pain,
Like pulling our faces out of the sea to cry.
And we stayed there,
With the certainty of being entangled among whirls and her love...