Текст и перевод песни Joe Veras - Ironia

Ironia

Cualquiera me ve
Y dira que no me han pasado los años
Dira que estoy mejor cada dia
Se que diran mira que bien lo a tratado la vida
Cualquiera me ve
Y a lo mejor pensaran que no he sufrido
Que entre alegrias y risas e vivido
Es que yo soi muy valiente a nada me le ahuio
Aunque por dentro yo me sienta destrosado
Eso nadie lo sabe
Quien se alla enamorado Y no hacido conrespondido
Va entender
Que lo de afuera es apariencia
Y que por dentro aveces llora el alma
Por amor
Por haverla amado tanto
Ahora sufro yo
Aunque nadie pueda verlo
Por dentro yo muero Y alo mejor por quien yo sufro
Ahora es feliz con otro amor
Por amor
En la vida hai tantas cosas
Que te hace sufrir Pero nada como amar
Aquien no te ame a ti
Y uno tiene que acostumbrarse
Aprender a vivir Sin ese amor
Que ironia
Inconfundible
Es una guitarra que llega al alma
Cualquiera me ve
Y no sabra que hago el papel de un payaso
Que tengo el corazon hecho pedasos
Y le sonrrio a la vida y se vien disimularlo
Aunque por dentro yo me sienta destrosado
Eso nadie lo sabe
Quien se alla enamorado Y no hacido conrespondido
Va entender
Que lo de afuera es apariencia Y que por dentro aveces llora el alma
Por amor
Por haverla amado tanto
Ahora sufro yo
Aunque nadie pueda verlo
Por dentro yo muero Y alo mejor por quien yo sufro
Ahora es feliz con otro amor
Por amor
Siempre uno entra en todo A cambio de nada
Como duele al final
Cuando no te aman
No te lleves de apariencias
Pueden ser mentiras
Aveces van el corazon
Herido
No te lleves de apariencias
Pueden ser mentiras
Aveces van el corazon
Herido

Irony

Anybody sees me
And will say that the years haven't passed me by
Will say that I look better every day
I know they will say look how well life has treated him
Anybody sees me
And maybe they will think that I haven't suffered
That I have lived among joys and laughter
Is that I am very brave, I don't shy away from anything
Even though inside I feel destroyed
Nobody knows that
Who has been in love and has not been reciprocated
Will understand
That the outside is appearance
And that sometimes the soul cries inside
For love
For having loved her so much
Now I suffer
Even though no one can see it
Inside I die And maybe for whom I suffer
Now she is happy with another love
For love
In life there are so many things
That make you suffer But nothing like loving
To someone who doesn't love you
And one has to get used to it
To learn to live without that love
What an irony
Unmistakable
It's a guitar that reaches the soul
Anybody sees me
And will not know that I play the role of a clown
That I have my heart broken into pieces
And I smile at life and it shows to be disguised
Even though inside I feel destroyed
Nobody knows that
Who has been in love and has not been reciprocated
Will understand
That the outside is appearance And that sometimes the soul cries inside
For love
For having loved her so much
Now I suffer
Even though no one can see it
Inside I die And maybe for whom I suffer
Now she is happy with another love
For love
Always one gets into everything in exchange for nothing
How it hurts in the end
When they don't love you
Don't get carried away by appearances
They can be lies
Sometimes they go to the heart
Wounded
Don't get carried away by appearances
They can be lies
Sometimes they go to the heart
Wounded