Текст и перевод песни La Pegatina - La sombra

La sombra

Una maleta enloquece y vence a lo que vendrá.
Una receta que aborda los remedios a no saltar.
Sorprender a los que se quedan por vocación, echándoles en cara su decisión.
Fue tan certera la bala con la que el tiempo nos disparó
De una manera u otra las cosas nunca tendrán valor
Sin pelear, el camino se puede allanar, ni convencer a los que vendrán.
Dicen que la sombra ya no se va, y sabe lo que ha perdido, lo que ha perdido.
A pesar de que no le queda más, le tienta lo recorrido, lo que ha vivido y su velocidad.
Me aliviaría saber que es eludible el tiro final
Y volvería a las andadas para recuperar
Aquel ardor que asomaba tiempos de rebelión, invitándome a ser el sol.
Dicen que la sombra ya no se va, y sabe lo que ha perdido, lo que ha perdido.
A pesar de que no le queda más, le tienta lo recorrido, lo que ha vivido y su velocidad.
Caramelo en venta nunca te detengas, se ha visto la rabia, ay ay
Dulce cabalgata de chismes andantes, de soltura a ratos, ay ay
Fue tan certera la bala con la que el tiempo nos disparó
De una manera u otra las cosas nunca tendrán valor
Sin pelear, el camino se puede allanar, ni convencer a los que vendrán.
Dicen que la sombra ya no se va, y sabe lo que ha perdido, lo que ha perdido.
A pesar de que no le queda más, le tienta lo recorrido, lo que ha vivido.
Dicen que la sombra ya no se va, y sabe lo que ha perdido, lo que ha perdido.
A pesar de que no le queda más, le tienta lo recorrido, lo que ha vivido y su velocidad, y su velocidad.

The Shadow

A suitcase runs amok and defeats what is to come.
A recipe that tackles the remedies not to jump.
To surprise those who stay by vocation, throwing their decision in their face.
The bullet with which time shot us was so accurate
One way or another, things will never have value
Without fighting, the path can be smoothed, nor convincing those who will come.
They say the shadow is not going away anymore, and it knows what it has lost, what it has lost.
Despite the fact that it has nothing left, it is tempted by what it has traveled, what it has lived and its speed.
It would ease my mind to know that the final shot is avoidable
And I would go back to my old ways to recover
That passion that emerged in times of rebellion, inviting me to be the sun.
They say the shadow is not going away anymore, and it knows what it has lost, what it has lost.
Despite the fact that it has nothing left, it is tempted by what it has traveled, what it has lived and its speed.
Candy on sale, never stop, the rage has been seen, oh oh
Sweet cavalcade of walking gossip, of ease at times, oh oh
The bullet with which time shot us was so accurate
One way or another, things will never have value
Without fighting, the path can be smoothed, nor convincing those who will come.
They say the shadow is not going away anymore, and it knows what it has lost, what it has lost.
Despite the fact that it has nothing left, it is tempted by what it has traveled, what it has lived.
They say the shadow is not going away anymore, and it knows what it has lost, what it has lost.
Despite the fact that it has nothing left, it is tempted by what it has traveled, what it has lived and its speed, and its speed.