Posts Tagged ‘spanish’

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Vivir Sin Aire – Mana

October 2, 2009

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Vivir Sin Aire

Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire
Cómo quisiera vivir sin agua
Me encantaría
Querete un poco menos
Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin ti

Pero no puedo siento que muero
Me estoy ahogando sin tu amor

Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire
Cómo quisiera calmar mi aflicción
Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua
Me encantaría robar tu corazón

Cómo pudiera un pez nadar sin agua
Cómo puidera un ave volar sin alas
Cómo puidera la flor crecer sin tierra
Cómo quisiera porder vivir sin ti

Pero no puedo siento que muero
Me estoy ahogando sin tu amor

Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin aire
Cómo quisiera calmar mi aflicción
Cómo quisiera poder vivir sin agua
Me encantaría robar tu corazón

Cómo quisiera lanzarte al olvido
Cómo quisiera guardarte en un cajón
Cómo quisiera borrarte de un soplido
Me encantaría matar esta canción

To Live Without Air

How much I’d like to be able to live without air
how much I’d like to live without water
I’d love
to love you a bit less
how much I’d love to be able to live without you

But I can’t, I feel I’m dying
I’m drowning without your love

How much I’d like to be able to live without air
How much I’d like to calm my affliction
How much I’d like to be able to live without water
I’d love to steal your heart

How could a fish swim without water?
How could a bird fly without wings?
How could a flower blossom without soil?
How much I’d like to be able to live without you

But I can’t, I feel I’m dying
I’m drowning without your love

How much I’d like to be able to live without air
How much I’d like to calm my affliction
How much I’d like to be able to live without water
I’d love to steal your heart

How much I’d like to throw you into oblivion
How much I’d like to put you away in a drawer
How much I’d like to erase you by blowing
I’d love to kill off this song

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Paloma Negra – Chavela Vargas

June 15, 2008

I’m tired of crying.
And I wish to never wake up.
I don’t know if I should curse you or pray for you.

I’m afraid to look for you
or worse find you
where my friends tell me
you go.

There are moments I wanted to forget you
and tear from myself
the nails of my grief

But my eyes would die if I saw you again.
My affection for you returns with hope
at the dawn of a new day.

But you would rather be out partying.
Black Dove
Black Dove
Where, where you will walk?

Don’t play with my honor
If your caresses are mine
then they are nobody else’s.

And although I love you,
And it’s making me crazy
You don’t return, Black Dove.

Black Dove, you are the bars
that keep me in prison.

I want to be free to live my life
with whom I want.
God give me the strength.
It’s killing me to not look
for you.

But you,
You would rather be in the bars,
Drinking.