Текст и перевод песни El Flaco Elizalde - Quién Fuera

Quién Fuera

Quien fuera el sueño k por las noches duerme todos tus 5 sentidos
Quien fuera ese cobertor k por las madrugadas nitida tu frio
Quien fuera el reloj k marka 6: 30 hora a la k tu te levantas
Quien fuera el agua kaliente k baña tu kuerpo todas la mañanas ||
Quien fuera tu pelo negro k se balancea kuando vas kaminando
Para tener esa dicha de sentir tu mano al reakomodarlo
Quien fuera ramo de rosas para alegrar tu alma i darte una sonrisa
Lastima k no sea nada k solo soñaba mucho muy aprisa.

Dejando los kien a un lado voy a sincerarme un poko mas kontigo
No existe algo entre ambos pero estoy kontento por k soi tu amigo
Y no kiero k te enfades por haber kerido ser akellas kosas
Mi imaginacion es grande i no pude aguantarme es k eres tan hermosa.
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Quien fuera tu pelo negro k se balancea kuando vas kaminando
Para tener esa dicha de sentir tu mano al reakomodarlo
Quien fuera ramo de rosas para alegrar tu alma i darte una sonrisa
Lastima k no sea nada k solo soñaba mucho muy aprisa.

Mucho muy aprisa..., mucho muy aprisa..., mucho muy aprisa.

Who I Wish I Were

If I were the dream that sleeps with you every night, engaging all five senses
If I were the blanket that gently warms your body against the cold dawn,
If I were the clock that strikes 6:30, your awakening hour,
If I were the warm water that bathes your skin every morning ||
If I were your dark hair that swings as you walk,
To feel the bliss of your hand as you caress it.
If I were a bouquet of roses to brighten your soul and bring a smile to your face
Pity that I am none of these, only dreaming too quickly and too passionately.

Setting the "who's" aside, I'll be a bit more honest with you
There's nothing between us, but I'm happy to be your friend
And I hope you're not upset that I wished to be those things
My imagination ran wild, and I couldn't resist because you are so beautiful.
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If I were your dark hair that swings as you walk,
To feel the bliss of your hand as you caress it.
If I were a bouquet of roses to brighten your soul and bring a smile to your face
Pity that I am none of these, only dreaming too quickly and too passionately.

Too quickly, too quickly, too quickly...