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Cuentos Para Coleccionar by Juan Rosasco en Banda (original lyric)
Te miro girando, y yo que no aprendí a esperar,
me olvido, te abrazo,
linda noche esta para andar,
el río no se cansa de ir y venir, ir y venir.
Los ojos abiertos para ver lo que te toca,
lo malo, lo bueno,
estaciones obligadas,
que adornan este excéntrico viaje.
No somos más que lo que damos,
lo que construimos, lo que amamos.
Retazos de otoño como cuadros en mi pared,
son días que enciende el sol,
cuentos para coleccionar,
perfumes que uno apenas comprende.
Caminé por caminar y encontré tu sombra,
todos tenemos el don de buscar, busca.
Te miro girando, y yo que no aprendí a caer,
te escribo esta canción,
linda noche para cantar,
escucha, así suena tu libertad.
No somos más que lo que amamos,
lo que perdimos, lo que buscamos.
Cuentos Para Coleccionar by Juan Rosasco en Banda (english translation)
I look at you turning, and I did not learn to wait,
I forget, I embrace you,
nice night is to walk,
the river never tires of coming and going, going and coming.
Eyes open to see what touches you,
the bad, the good,
forced stations,
that adorn this eccentric trip.
We are not more than what we give,
what we build, what we love.
Autumn scraps like pictures on my wall,
they are days that the sun turns on,
stories to collect,
perfumes that one hardly understands.
I walked to walk and I found your shadow,
we all have the gift to search, search.
I look at you spinning, and I did not learn to fall,
I write this song to you,
nice night to sing,
Listen, that's how your freedom sounds.
We are nothing but what we love,
what we lost, what we seek.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)
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