Текст и перевод песни José José - Cinco Minutos

Cinco Minutos

Quisiera cinco minutos
Un buen espejo, un foco viejo
Y corazón
Mirarme abietamente
Tras desnudarme para mostrarme
Tal como soy

Quisiera cinco minutos
Quedarme quieto con mis secretos
Y meditar
Decirme por un instante
Si ya es bastante
O tengo aguante
Para algo más

Y ver hasta qué punto
Vale la pena
Andar de viento en viento
Haciendo de veleta

Y ver hasta qué punto
Es natural
Buscarse uno las olas
Y hacerse un temporal

Quisiera cinco minutos
Un techo plano sobre mis manos
Y algo de luz
Y hablarme de pillo a pillo
Y preguntarme sin escaparme
Qué buscas tú

Quisiera cinco minutos
Un fino acero y abrirme entero
De par en par
Juzgarme honestamente
Secar mi frente y simplemente
Reflexionar

Y ver hasta qué punto
Vale la pena
Andar de viento en viento
Haciendo de veleta

Y ver hasta qué punto
Es natural
Buscarse uno las olas
Y hacerse un temporal

Y ver hasta qué punto
Tengo el honor
De ser yo de mí mismo
Mi esclavo o mi señor
Y tengo cinco minutos
Lo que no tengo es valor

Five Minutes

I would like five minutes
A good mirror, an old spotlight
And heart
To look at myself openly
After undressing to show myself
Just as I am

I would like five minutes
To stay still with my secrets
And to meditate
To say to myself for a moment
If it’s enough already
Or I have the endurance
For something else

And to see to what extent
It’s worthwhile
To drift about from wind to wind
Acting like a weather vane

And to see to what extent
It’s natural
To seek for oneself the waves
And to become a storm

I would like five minutes
A flat roof over my hands
And some light
And to talk to myself from rascal to rascal
And to ask myself without escaping
What are you looking for?

I would like five minutes
A fine steel blade and to open myself up completely
Wide open
To judge myself honestly
To dry my forehead and simply
To reflect

And to see to what extent
It’s worthwhile
To drift about from wind to wind
Acting like a weather vane

And to see to what extent
It’s natural
To seek for oneself the waves
And to become a storm

And to see to what extent
I have the honour
To be myself and of myself
My servant or my master
And I have five minutes
What I don’t have is the courage