Question

It was you
To have you was your pictures in my wallet
A kiss and seeing you disappear on the road,

Yours was the intermittent and the melancholy
Mine was to accept everything because I loved you
Seeing you arrive was light, seeing leave was blues

It was you
It goes without saying that needless to say, so many things
learn to love the thrones or don’t accept the roses
I never told a lie, or created a blackmail
The gray clouds also form part of the scenery
Don’t look at me like that, if there was a guilty one here
It was you.

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how easy was it touch the sky the first time
when the kisses where the motor of ignition
that turned on the light, that disappears

That’s how love disguises it’s self for it’s convenience
Accepting everything without asking questions
And letting time, be the final death

Nothing more to say,
just to insist
Say it….

It was you,
The neon lights in the street, know how tired I am
They have seen me walk barefoot at dawn

I’m in between of who I am and who you want me to be
Wanting to wake up, thinking how I really don’t want to
Don’t look at me like that, if there was a guilty one here
It was you.

**how easy was it touch the sky the first time
when the kisses where the motor of ignition
that turned on the light, that disappears

That’s how love disguises it’s self for it’s convenience
Accepting everything without asking questions
And letting time, be the final death

Nothing more to say,
just to insist

**how easy was it touch the sky the first time
when the kisses where the motor of ignition
that turned on the light, that disappears

That’s how love disguises it’s self for it’s convenience
Accepting everything without asking questions
And letting time, be the final death

Nothing more to say,
just to insist
It was you. buenas alguien que me traduzca eso a cómo se pronuncia me explico​

Answer 1

Respuesta:

Fuiste tú

Tener tus fotos en mi billetera.

Un beso y verte desaparecer en el camino,

El tuyo era el intermitente y la melancolía

El mío era aceptarlo todo porque te amaba.

Verte llegar era ligero, ver la licencia era blues

Fuiste tú

No hace falta decir que no hace falta decir, tantas cosas

aprender a amar los tronos o no aceptar las rosas

Nunca dije una mentira, o creé un chantaje

Las nubes grises también forman parte del paisaje

No me mires así, si hay