Текст и перевод песни Panteón Rococó - Cosas del ayer (Hoy y siempre) (feat. Mimi Maura)

Cosas del ayer (Hoy y siempre) (feat. Mimi Maura)

Recuerdas esos dias en que todo iba bien,
Donde el odio y la maldad eran de la tv.
Cuando podias comprar esos viejos long plays,
Cuadno podias escuchar esos viejos l.p.'s.

Todo aparentaba paz y tranquilidad,
Solo las buenas notas nos debian importar,
Para el meiodia a casa regresar
Sin pensar que algun dia tendrian que crecer.

Ay, ay, ay son cosas del ayer.
Ay, ay, ay son cosas del ayer.

Nunca pensaste si habia para comer,
Pues la inocencia de la edad nunca te deja ver
Que tu padre, horas extra, se tenia que joder
Para poder a casa traer algo que comer.

Verdaderos milagros tu madre tenia que hacer.
Pues con unos centavos debia mantener
El sustento de tu hogar y poder mantener
A flote ese barco que debia naufragar.

Ay, ay, ay son cosas del ayer.
Ay, ay, ay son cosas del ayer.

Pero nada es eterno, tenias que despertar,
Porque el paso del tiempo nos hace reaccionar.
Porque para la vida no existe un manual
Y a veces en muy dura la realidad.

Ya podras darte cuenta de nuestra realidad,
Estamos condenados al gusto de bailar.
Ya podras darte cuenta, es nuestra especialidad,
Estamos condenados al gusto de bailar.

Y lo unico que queda, lo unico que queda,
Lo unico que queda, lo unico que queda,
Lo unico que queda, es vivir con dignidad.

Yesterday's Things (Today and Forever) (feat. Mimi Maura)

Do you remember those days when everything was fine,
Where hate and evil were only on TV.
When you could buy those old long plays,
When you could listen to those old LPs.

Everything seemed peaceful and calm,
Only good grades should matter to us,
To return home by noon
Without thinking that one day we would have to grow up.

Oh, oh, oh, those are things of the past.
Oh, oh, oh, those are things of the past.

You never thought about whether there was food,
Because the innocence of your age never lets you see
That your father had to work overtime
To bring something home to eat.

Your mother had to perform real miracles.
Because with a few cents she had to maintain
The sustenance of your home and keep afloat
That ship that was about to sink.

Oh, oh, oh, those are things of the past.
Oh, oh, oh, those are things of the past.

But nothing lasts forever, you had to wake up,
Because the passage of time makes us react.
Because there is no manual for life
And sometimes reality is very harsh.

Now you can realize our reality,
We are condemned to the taste of dancing.
Now you can realize, it's our specialty,
We are condemned to the taste of dancing.

And all that's left, all that's left,
All that's left, all that's left,
All that's left is to live with dignity.