Текст и перевод песни Roberto Goyeneche - Sin Palabras

Sin Palabras

Nacio de ti.
Buscando una canción que nos uniera
Y hoy se que es cruel y brutal -quiza
El castigo que te doy.
Sin palabras esta musica va a herirte
Donde quiera que la escuche tu traición
La noche más absurda, el día más triste
Cuando estes riendo, o cuando llore tu ilusión.
Perdoname, si es Dios
Quien quiso castigarte al fin.
Si hay llantos que puedan perseguir asi
Si estas notas que nacieron por tu amor
Al final son un cilicio que abre las heridas de una hostoria
Son suplicio... son memoria.
Fantoche herido, en mi dolor, se alzara cada vez
Que oigas esta cancio
Nacio de ti.
Mintiendo entre esperanzas un destino
Y hoy se que es cruel, brutal -quiza
El castigo que te doy.
Sin decirlo, esta canción dira tu nombre
Sin decirlo, con tu nombre estare yo.
Los ojos casi ciegos de mi asombro
Junto al asombro de perderte, y no morir

Without Words

It was born from you.
Searching for a song that would unite us
And today I know that it is cruel and brutal - perhaps
The punishment that I give you.
Without words, this music is going to hurt you
Wherever you hear your betrayal
The most absurd night, the saddest day
When you are laughing, or when your illusion cries.
Forgive me, if it is God
Who finally wanted to punish you.
If there are cries that can pursue like this
If these notes that were born from your love
In the end are a cilice that opens the wounds of a story
They are torment... they are memory.
Wounded puppet, in my pain, it will rise each time
That you hear this song.
It was born from you.
Lying between hopes for a destiny
And today I know that it is cruel, brutal - perhaps
The punishment that I give you.
Without saying it, this song will tell your name
Without saying it, I will be with you in your name.
My eyes almost blind from my astonishment
Next to the astonishment of losing you, and not dying