Текст и перевод песни Ismael Serrano - Será

Será

Será que el último verano se escapó en otro metro,
Que en este vagón no sale el sol,
Que ayer no llamaste por teléfono.

Será que es temprano y no quiero ir al trabajo,
Será que tu olor nunca llega hasta aquí abajo,
Serán tus retrasos.

Será que este contrato temporal no entiende
De tardes de cine
Ni de amaneceres.

Será que hace frio y me duelen las rodillas y los alquileres,
Será que aún no vives conmigo,
Los gritos de padre como alfileres.

Será la ETT, que cierra mis puños, que deja mis sienes
Repletas de nubes, neveras vacías, horarios de trenes.
Será que el reloj me duele.

Será por eso que esta alma cansada
Te echa de menos.
Llega mi parada.

Will It Be

Could it be that last summer escaped in another subway,
That the sun doesn't come out on this train car,
That you didn't call yesterday.

Could it be that it's early and I don't want to go to work,
Could it be that your smell never reaches down here,
That it's your tardiness.

Could it be that this temporary contract doesn't understand
Movie afternoons
Or sunrises.

Could it be that it's cold and my knees and the rent hurt,
Could it be that you don't live with me yet,
Your father's yelling like pins.

Could it be the temp agency, that clenches my fists, that leaves my temples
Filled with clouds, empty refrigerators, train schedules.
Could it be that the clock hurts me.

Could it be that's why this weary soul
Misses you.
My stop is coming.