Текст и перевод песни Marilina Bertoldi - Sales

Sales

Hace frío y es tarde
Se compensan las sales
Te confieso que arde
Mutilarme al probarte

Vuelo en vuelos de un aire
Que se mueve a tus chances
Y qué si hoy no me sale
Enredarme en tus cables

Sigo dando vueltas con la misma meta
Y en esas promesas me vuelvo mis grietas

Hazme un lugar
Hazme un lugar
Sigo dando vueltas con la misma meta

Hazme un lugar
Hazme un lugar
Sigo dando vueltas con la misma meta.

Sales

It's cold and it's late
The salts are balanced out
I confess to you that it burns
To mutilate myself when trying you

I fly on flights of air
That moves at your chances
And what if today I don't make it
To get tangled in your cords

I keep going around with the same goal
And in those promises I become my cracks

Make me a place
Make me a place
I keep going around with the same goal

Make me a place
Make me a place
I keep going around with the same goal.