Cosas Que Matan - Walter Silva перевод на английский

Cosas Que Matan

Ojala no ande diciendo que voy solo por el mundo
Sin motivos que ameriten sacrificio en esta vida

Cuando un mal amor se pierde
Con un buen amor se aprende
A superar las caidas
Y a no hechar ojo hacia atras despues de la despedida

Ojala no ande diciendo que voy solo por el mundo
Sin motivos que ameriten sacrificio en esta vida

Cuando un mal amor se pierde
Con un buen amor se aprende
A superar las caidas
Y a no hechar ojo hacia atras despues de la despedida

No soy de los que a un guayabo
Lo matan tomando trago
De cabeza en las cantinas

Eso es una incensates y falta de madures
Una terrible rutina
Yo al contrario le comento
Los exitos me lastiman

Dia por dia mi panorama se esta poniendo mas claro
Vea usted como es la movida
Mientras unos se desvelan por amores que se alejan
Su paz interior olvidan, sus animos van abajo
Y los mios siguen arriba

Ojala no ande diciendo
Que ya no tengo esperanzas
Que mi vida es un desorden
Que no tengo alternativas

Mi canto sigue latente
Hoy mas me quiere la gente
Tal vez por gracia divina
Sigo tranquilo y pa' lante
Solo que guardo una espina

Ojala no ande diciendo
Que ya no tengo esperanzas
Que mi vida es un desorden
Que no tengo alternativas

Mi canto sigue latente
Hoy mas me quiere la gente
Tal vez por gracia divina
Sigo tranquilo y pa' lante
Solo que guardo una espina

Cuando escribo mis canciones
Ya no me acuerdo de ella
Tengo las cosas mas claras
Ya la saque de mi mente
Ya la olvide para siempre
Permita dios que mañana
Si me la llego a encontrar
Ojala pueda llorarla

Tengo muy buenos principios
Si bien recuerdo de niño
Tengo una muy buena crianza

Yo no le guardo rencor
Ni me rio de su dolor
Y que su olvido me mata
Es algo que en realidad ni me sobra ni me falta

Things That Kill

I hope you're not saying that I'm going through the world alone,
Without any reasons that justify the sacrifice of life.

When a bad love is lost,
With the right love, you can learn
To overcome the falls
And not to look back after the farewell.

I hope you're not saying that I'm going through the world alone,
Without any reasons that justify the sacrifice of life.

When a bad love is lost,
With the right love, you can learn
To overcome the falls
And not to look back after the farewell.

I'm not one to drown a hangover
By drinking excessively,
Head down in the bars.

Such foolishness and immaturity,
Standing in one's own way.
On the contrary, I tell you,
Success is painful.

My outlook is becoming clearer by the day.
Look at the situation,
While some lose sleep over distant lovers,
They forget their own inner peace, their spirits falling,
While mine soars.

I hope you're not saying
That I've lost all hope,
That my life is in shambles,
That I have no other options.

My music continues to thrive,
I am loved more by people today,
Perhaps by divine grace,
I remain calm and focused,
Though I harbor a single thorn.

I hope you're not saying
That I've lost all hope,
That my life is in shambles,
That I have no other options.

My music continues to thrive,
I am loved more by people today,
Perhaps by divine grace,
I remain calm and focused,
Though I harbor a single thorn.

When I'm composing my songs,
I no longer remember her,
My thoughts are clearer,
I've banished her from my mind,
I've forgotten her for eternity.
May God grant that tomorrow,
If I happen to run into her,
I may be able to weep for her.

I've always had strong morals,
If I recall, as a child,
I was raised with respect.

I hold no grudge against her,
Nor do I delight in her sorrow,
Though it's true that her forgetting me,
Is something that doesn't matter in the least to me.