Translated songs: octubre 2008

If you're not here (Si Tú no estás aquí) - Rosana (Spain)

I don't wanna be without you.
If you're not here,
there's too much air.

I don't wanna be like this.
If you are not here,
people become nothing.

If you're not here
I don't know...
what the hell
I'm doing loving you.

If you're not here,
you'll know that
not even God will understand
why are you leaving.

I don't wanna be without you.
If you're not here,
I can't sleep enough.

I don't wanna be like this,
with a heart beating of love,
without owner.

If you're not here,
I don't know
what the hell
I'm doing loving you.

If you're not here,
you'll know that
not even God will understand
why are you leaving.

I'll spill my dreams,
if someday I don't have you.
The biggest thing
will become the smallest one.

I'll walk in a sky
without stars this time.
Trying to understand
who made a hell
of a paradise.

Don't ever leave me,
because I can't be without you.
If you're not here,
the air burns me.

If you're not here,
I don't know
what the hell
I'm doing loving you.

If you're not here,
you'll know that
not even God will understand
why are you leaving.

If you're not here,
I don't know
what the hell
I'm doing loving you.

If you're not here,
you'll know that
not even God will understand
why are you leaving.

If you're not here...

I comeback (Vuelvo) - Beto Cuevas (Chile)

You promised me eternity
and you forgot my reality.
Today I can't anymore,
believe you is toxic,
but erasing you from my mind
is harder than to exist.

You resigned to the future.
You kill me and I resurrected.
Today I can't anymore,
believe you is toxic,
but erasing you from my mind
is harder than to exist...
and I can't resist anymore.

I comeback to find myself
in the same place were everything started,
with my guitar and a tear that got dry.
I comeback to find myself
in the same place were everything started,
with my guitar and a tear...

You proclaim rivalry
and you found in me hostility.
Today I can't anymore,
believe you is toxic,
but erasing you from my mind
is harder than to exist...
and I can't resist anymore.

I comeback to find myself
in the same place were everything started,
with my guitar and a tear that got dry.
I comeback to find myself
in the same place were everything started,
with my guitar and a tear that got dry.

Toxic...Toxic...

I comeback to find myself
in the same place were everything started,
with my guitar and a tear that got dry.
I comeback to find myself
in the same place were everything started,
with my guitar and a tear that got dry.

Prisoners of the skin (Prisioneros de la piel) - La Ley (Chile)

You are disheartened
when you look at yourself.
You feel that time runs
without forgiveness.
It eats you alive.

Things aren't like yesterday,
when you used to shine
with all your innocence.
You were a pure pleasure seeker.
Pureness that does know nothing.

Whooo....
When the light calls you finally,
you abandon your heartbeat.
Once I get to fly with my wings,
I will fly to you.

The heart sleeps now,
and you leave.
You just leave here a memory,
records of the yesterday.

It remembers you that one day
you were one more of those
who are here,
the prisoners of the skin.

When the light calls you finally,
you abandon your heartbeat.
You become one with the wind,
that carries you to the birth.

Once I get to fly with my wings,
I will fly to you.
Once my memory stay here.

(Solo of guitar)

Once I get to fly with my wings,
I will fly to you.

The duel (El duelo) - La Ley (Chile)

With a tear of faith over your skin,
I forgot the crack left by your love.
But that bullish instinct of your being,
forced me to slap you with tenderness.

Without pain you can't become happy
Without pain you can't become happy
Without pain...
stop suffering.

All that night you provoked in me to see
what I never show in the intimacy.
But that kind of look that you have,
forced me to "kill you" slowly.

Without pain you can't become happy.
Without pain you can't become happy.
Without love...
with tenderness.

Without pain you can't become happy.
Without pain you can't become happy.
Without love...

(Guitar solo)

Stop suffering.

Don't take the illusion away from me (No me quites la ilusión) - Alberto Plaza (Chile)

This desire of seen you
limit to the south
with the agony of not having you.
The nostalgic memory of a kiss
fills the air where you are not.
A memory doesn't help me.
Not even a promise of eternal love.
The pain of being without you,
beats me in silence.

And if you don't love me anymore,
don't tell me.

Don't take away the illusion from me.
Let me dream that you still
love me, that you still miss me
and that you remember me every day.
That you call me by night.
That I'm with you in your dreams.
That you don't forget me and is a lie.
That this dream doesn't die, yet.

I don't want the stillness anymore.
Now I look for the helplessness.
Between them my heartbeat hinder
and is for you.
I don't want to rest now.
I don't want a truce.
I don't want to be without your kisses.
Now, you can do nothing...
you keep anchored in me.

And if you don't love me anymore,
don't tell me.

Don't take away the illusion from me.
Let me dream that you still
love me, that you still miss me
and that you remember me every day.
That you call me by night.
That I'm with you in your dreams.
That you don't forget me and is a lie.
That this dream doesn't die, yet.

I haven't lost the illusion
of being among your arms again.
I don't get tired of waiting for you.
In the hands of desire, I die.
I wait for you and I love you,
and I wrap you and I can't...
and I get entangled in your memories
and I want to start again.

I wait for you and I love you,
and I wrap you and I can't...
and I get entangled in your memories
and I want to start again.

Cambiar el mundo (Change the World) - Eric Clapton (UK)

Si yo pudiese alcanzar las estrellas,
bajaría una para Ti.
Brillando en mi corazón,
para que pudieras ver la verdad.
Que este amor que tengo dentro
es tal cual como se ve.
Pero por ahora descubro,
que sólo está en mis sueños

Que... yo puedo cambiar el mundo.
Yo sería la luz del Sol en tu universo.
Tu pensarías que mi amor
es realmente algo bueno.
Baby, si pudiese cambiar el mundo.

Si yo pudiese ser el rey,
incluso sólo por un día.
Te tomaría como mi reina.
No podría ser de otra manera.
Y tu amor regiría este reino,
que nosotros creamos.
Hasta entonces yo seré un tonto,
deseando que llegue ese día.

Que... yo puedo cambiar el mundo.
Yo sería la luz del Sol en tu universo.
Tu pensarías que mi amor
es realmente algo bueno.
Baby, si pudiese cambiar el mundo.
Baby, si pudiese cambiar el mundo.

(Solo de guitarra)

Yo podría cambiar el mundo.
Yo sería la luz del Sol en tu universo.
Tu pensarías que mi amor
es realmente algo bueno.
Baby, si pudiese cambiar el mundo.
Si pudiese cambiar el mundo.
Si pudiese cambiar el mundo.
Si pudiese cambiar el mundo.

I Give You (Te regalo) - Carlos Baute (Venezuela)

Today I woke up wishing to send you
something you would like and I can give you.
I made this song for you to remember me.
This is an excuse to declare myself.
Today I want to tell you
-and I'm gonna move forward-
that I wanna give you my heart.

And on every february 14th send you
a thousand flowers.
A detail I expect you'll value,
so you never forget my name.

I want to give you a pact on my part,
so you never think about leaving me,
and give you my naked heart.
I wanna give you my best smile,
so if someday you cry,
you'll have my happiness
and you'll feel protected babe.

And on every february 14th send you
a thousand flowers.
A detail I expect you'll value,
so you never forget my name.

I give you my order, my disorder,
I give you my north and my horizon,
my philosophy, my history, my memory.
I give you my love that is accumulating.
I give you my hands and craziness.
I'll give you everything you ask me.
For you, I'll give even my life.

I want to give you important kisses,
so you don't miss me
if I'm not in front of you,
so you think about me
if you are on a trip.
Everything you ask me,
that I'm gonna give you.
I'm gonna do the impossible,
even if that is out of my reach
I will accomplish it
for you to love me.

And on every february 14th send you
a thousand flowers.
A detail I expect you'll value,
so you never forget my name.

I give you my order, my disorder,
I give you my north and my horizon,
my philosophy, my history, my memory.
I give you my love that is accumulating.
I give you my hands and craziness.
I'll give you everything you ask me.
For you, I'll give even my life.

To finish, I wanna give you...
pay attention, because this is important...
since I saw you for the first time,
I wished for you to fall in love with me.

I give you my order, my disorder,
I give you my north and my horizon,
my philosophy, my history, my memory.
I give you my love that is accumulating.
I give you my hands and craziness.
I'll give you everything you ask me.
For you, I'll give even my life.

Take me away (Llévame) - Kudai (Chile)

Look at me,
who knows where I'll get to.
Take me,
there's no soil where to fall, anymore.

Come,
take me away from the pain,
cause it's dark and I can't hear your voice.
I just wanna breathe,
cause the night is killing me.

Take me,
cause the world collapsed at my feet.
Take me away,
cause today I don't wanna hide anymore.

Come,
take me away from the pain,
cause it's dark and I can't hear your voice.
I just wanna breathe,
cause the night is killing me.

Give me a kiss,
something that will make me comeback
and cry in your arms finally,
cause there's still time to escape.

Come,
take me away from the pain.
Come,
take me away from the pain.
Take me away, take me away, take me away.
Come,
take me away from the pain.
Come,
take me away from the pain.

I forgot (Se me olvidó) - Gian Marco (Peru)

Your curse pretends me.
Your ironies make me feel bad.
Your passport will expire for me.
Your waist hid at the sea.
I got used to obey you
and you forbid me to claim about it.
You took care for me not to rebel against you,
you controlled even my freedom.

I broke my love, without asking you.
I set sails at the sea.
Suddenly I started wishing to ignore you.
I got amnesia and I don't wanna remember you.

I forgot, what is your name
and how many times you adored me.
I forgot it, in a blink of an eye.
I forgot the warranty, so I can't claim you.
Your mouth got dry for me already,
I forgot the melody my heart used to sing.
My reason become water...
I forgot to count how many times
I left the lights on,
to subtract my life with yours.
I forgot...

You set the difference between us,
when you pronounce your opinions.
How much you enjoy to seduce me,
until you see me crying.
I broke my love, without asking you.
Two tears did slide
over the border of your eyes.
I got revenge.
Happily the truth conquest me.

I forgot, what is your name
and how many times you adored me.
I forgot it, in a blink of an eye.
I forgot the warranty, so I can't claim you.
Your mouth got dry for me already,
I forgot the melody my heart used to sing.
My reason become water...
I forgot to count how many times
I left the lights on,
to substract my life with yours.

I forgot, what is your name
and how many times you adored me.
I forgot it, in a blink of an eye.
I forgot the warranty, so I can't claim you.
Your mouth got dry for me already,
I forgot the melody my heart used to sing.
My reason become water...
I forgot to count how many times
I left the lights on,
to substract my life with yours.

I forgot... oh oh...

The Mysterious You (Mysteriet deg) - Lisa Nillson och Bjørn Eidsvåg (Norway)

This is a contribution of my friend Bente ;)

You keep talking about
the enormous dimensions of the outer space.
The mouth is running wild
and the eyes are on fire.
You take me inside some intense
tedious visions about infinity
and black holes and March's bygone water.

But I think about your wonderful eyes.
About your beautiful hands perfect shape
and what they do with me when they meet mine,
like a butterfly when it escapes
its unpleasant cocoon.

I think about the mysterious you
and the wonder above all wonders:
that you love me.

Your eagerness is huge when
you talk about God and religions.
You don't even stop when you gurgle wine.
I get dizzy when you take me
with you inside your reflections.
It pleases you to see me perplexed.

But I think about the attractive shapes
on your breasts pitching
when you are passionate.
On your handsome hands that seeks mine.
How I eager for you
when you are lovely agitated.

I think about the mysterious you
and the wonder above all wonders:
that you love me.

I'm lost in you,
but still completely devoted.
You have anything you want from me,
anytime.
I can't control myself.
I lust you.

I think about the mysterious you
and the wonder above all wonders:
that you love me.

Asereje (Aserejé) - Las Ketchup (Spain)

A little introduction: The chorus of this song is based on Sugarhill Gang's success of 1979, "Rapper's Delight".

Look who's coming,
turning at the corner,
Diego comes rumbeando (having fun).
With the moon in his eyes pupils
and his seawater colored suit.
Later he smuggles himself
where there's no more space for a single soul
he goes into to have lots of fun
possessed by the Ragatanga rhythm
and the DJ who knows him
plays the midnight anthem,
for Diego the most wished song
and he dances it
and he enjoys it
and he sings it!!

(the next doesn't have any meaning ;D)

Aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi
a sereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi

Aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi

It's not a thing of witchcraft
to find him every day
wherever I go walking.
Diego has a pimpy-like attitude
and such level of happiness
raftafari-afro-gypsy... where
there's no more space for a single soul
he goes into to have lots of fun
possessed by the Ragatanga rhythm
and the DJ who knows him
plays the midnight anthem,
for Diego the most wished song
and he dances it
and he enjoys it
and he sings it!!

Asereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi
a sereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi

Asereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi
ananananana
ananana nananananana
anananananananananan
ahí ahí ahíiii ee ooo

ananananana
ananana nananananana
anananananananananan
ahí ahí ahíiii ee ooo

Aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi
a sereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi

Aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi
a sereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi

Aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi
a sereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi

Aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi
a sereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi

Aserejé ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi
a sereje ja deje
dejebe tu dejebe
deseri iowa a mavy
an de bugui an de güidibidi...

Hope color (Color Esperanza) - Diego Torres (Argentina)

I know what is in your eyes,
just by looking at them.
That you are tired of walking and walking
and walking, spinning always in the same place.

I know that it's possible to open the windows.
Change the air, depends on you...
it will help you.
It worth the effort to try one more time.

Knowing that it's possible,
wishing for it to be possible,
losing the fears, trowing them outside.
Painting your face with the colors of hope.
Tempting the future with the heart.

It's better to get lost than to never get aboard,
better to be tempted than to never try.
Although you know that it's not easy to start.
I know that the impossible can be accomplished.
That sadness one day will leave.
It will happen,
life is about change and it will change.

You'll feel that your soul flies,
by singing one more time.

Knowing that it's possible,
wishing for it to be possible,
losing the fears, trowing them outside.
Painting your face with the colors of hope.
Tempting the future with the heart.

Knowing that it's possible,
wishing for it to be possible,
losing the fears, trowing them outside.
Painting your face with the colors of hope.
Tempting the future with the heart.

It has more value to bright by yourself
than to just look for the Sun.

Painting your face with the colors of hope.
Tempting the future with the heart.

Knowing that it's possible...
Wishing for it to be possible...
Painting your face with the colors of hope.
Tempting the future with the heart.

Knowing that it's possible,
wishing for it to be possible,
losing the fears, trowing them outside.
Painting your face with the colors of hope.
Tempting the future with the heart.

Knowing that it's possible,
wishing for it to be possible,
Painting your face with the colors of hope.
Tempting the future with the heart.

Knowing that it's possible,
wishing for it to be possible,
losing the fears, trowing them outside.
Painting your face with the colors of hope.
Tempting the future with the heart.

Brunette of mine (Morena mía) - Miguel Bosé (Spain)

Brunette of mine,
I'm gonna count you up to ten.
One is the Sun that iluminates you.
Two your legs, that rule me.
We are three in your bed, three.

Brunette of mine,
the fourth/bedroom comes later.
Five are your continents.
Six the half chores
of my hot manners.
And I just keep counting, now.

Good, good, good, good, good, good.

Brunette of mine,
seven are the committed sins.
They sum eight with me.
Nine the ones I charge you...
I felt more than ten.

And on my part art is a leftover.
What you give me, give it to me,
give it to me good...
a little here and a little... to who?

When your mouth touch me,
it sets me, provokes me,
it bites me and wrecks me,
it's always not enough
and move yourself good,
cause nobody like you knows
how to prepare me cafe.

Agate brunette, it kills me,
kills me and kills me off.
Lets go to the hell
in case this is not eternal,
smooth and good, good,
cause nobody like you knows
how to prepare me cafe.

But when your mouth touch me,
it sets me, provokes me,
it bites me and wrecks me,
it's always not enough
and move yourself good, good, good,
cause nobody like you knows
how to prepare me...
ufff cafe.

Good, good, good, good, good, good.

Brunette of mine,
if this is not happiness,
lets God come down, so he can see
and even if he doesn't believe,
this is glory...
And on my part I put the art.
What you give me, give it to me,
and give it good,
a little like this
and a little... to who?

But when your mouth touch me,
it sets me and provokes me,
it bites me and wreck me,
it's always not enough
and move yourself good,
cause nobody like you knows
how to prepare me cafe.

Agate brunette, it kills me,
kills me and kills me off.
Lets go to the hell
in case it's not eternal
smooth and good, good,
cause nobody like you knows
how to prepare me cafe.

And is because when
your mouth touch me,
it sets me, provokes me,
it bites me and wreck me,
it's always not enough
and move yourself good, good, good,
cause nobody like you knows
how to prepare me...
ufff cafe.

Good, good, good, good, good, good...
Good, good, good,
Good, good, good, good, good, good... cafe...
Good, good, good, good, good, good... cafe...
Good, good, good, good, good, good... cafe...

The power of fate (La Fuerza del Destino) - cover, Fey (Mexico) / original, Mecano (Spain)

We saw each other three or four times,
all over the city.
One night at the Gold's bar
I decided to attack.

You told me 19.
I didn't want to distrust,
but it was neither too much nor little.
I didn't see from where to grab me.

And we got into the car;
my friend, your friend, you and I.
I told you: kiss me babe,
you answered, no.

We started this in a bad way
and I thought this was a good plan.

That night was a disaster.
I didn't eat, not even a colin.
This was just an attempt.
We when to sleep.

But the power of fate
made us repeat,
two cinemas and a couple of concerts
and we started dating.

I don't know if that face so weird,
an eye here and a tooth there...
a gypsy's little body,
unfinished woman.

Your heart was what
made me fall in love.

And since then until now
the game of love
keep us playing for three years,
later it set us apart.

But the power of fate
made us repeat...
and if this winter comes cold...
I wanna be with you...
I wanna be with you...
I wanna be with you...
I wanna be with you...
I wanna be with you...
I wanna be with you...

"Moonface" (Caraluna) - Bacilos (Colombia)

Who said that it doesn't hurt
the footsteps in the sand.
The sea took her away,
but the moon keeps there...
and that moon is my conviction (prison).

Slowly in the morning.
Agitated by night.
The living voices of the memories
put a costume on as if they were the intuition
and in a voice your voice hides,
and in a voice your voice hides.

And I know that maybe,
you'll never listen to my song, I know.
And I know that maybe,
I'll keep using you like this,
stealing you in my inspiration.

As long as I keep seeing your face in the moon's face.
As long as I keep listening your voice
among the waves, between the foam.
As long as I have to change the radio station,
because each song talks me about you,
about you,
about you...
talks me about you...

Life hides from me,
behind an unfulfilled promise,
from where any inspiration is born,
from where another songs will be born,
and I don't know already who's hidding
I don't know what's hidding, now.

And I know that maybe,
you'll never listen to my song, I know.
And I know that maybe,
I'll keep using you,
stealing you in my inspiration.

As long as I keep seeing your face in the moon's face.
As long as I keep listening your voice
among the waves, between the foam.
As long as I have to change the radio station,
because each song talks me about you,
about you,
about you...

As long as I keep seeing your face in the moon's face.
As long as I keep listening your voice
among the waves, between the foam.
As long as I have to change the radio station,
because each song talks me about you,
about you,
about you...

I'll keep searching, I'll keep escaping...
maybe from you, maybe from me...
I'll keep looking for an explanation
to this song...
too!

As long as I keep seeing your face in the moon's face.
As long as I keep listening your voice
among the waves, between the foam.
As long as I have to change the radio station,
because each song talks me about you,
about you,
about you...

As long as I keep seeing your face in the moon's face.
As long as I keep listening your voice
among the waves, between the foam.
As long as I have to change the radio station,
because each song talks me about you,
about you,
about you...

It talks me about you.
(here, here)
It talks me about you.
about you...
It talks me about you...
ayayayayay...

Untouchable (Intocable) - Alek Syntek (Mexico)

I don't know what happened.
I never knew the truth,
the reason of your motives.

If in the game of love
now I'm the loser,
I should move forward...

But I leave,
I leave
because it was your decision.
I'll love you.
I'll do it, if necessary,
for the two of us.
Here in my heart
I'm not gonna forget you.

Because from now on
your place is untouchable.

You must be confuse
end it, just because...
But I respect your decision.

Whatever you request me,
if it makes you happy,
it's sacred for me.

But I leave,
I leave
because it was your decision
I'll love you.
I'll do it, if necessary,
for the two of us.
Here in my heart
I'm not gonna forget you...
because from now on
your place is untouchable,
your place is untouchable.

But I leave,
I leave
because it was your decision.
I'll love you.
I'll do it, if necessary,
for the two of us.
Here in my heart
I'm not gonna forget you,
because from now on...

Your place is untouchable.
Your place is untouchable.
Your place is untouchable.

The Universe over Me (El Universo sobre Mí) - Amaral (Spain)

Just one candle left
burning in the middle of the cake
and it wants to get consumed.
The guests are already leaving.
We look at each other
without knowing what to say.

Nothing... that can show what I feel,
that this day was perfect and I look so happy.
Nothing... like, since a long time
it's so hard for me to smile.

I wanna live! I wanna scream!
I wanna feel the universe over me!
I wanna run freely!
I wanna find my place!

A joke of the fate.
An accelerate melody
in a song that will never end.
I had enough already.
I need somebody who can understand me,
that I'm alone in the middle of a crowd.
What can I do...

I wanna live! I wanna scream!
I wanna feel the universe over me!
I wanna run freely!
I wanna cry of happiness!

I wanna live!
I wanna feel the universe over me!
like a castaway at the sea!
I wanna find my place!
just find my place!

(Harmonica solo)

All the broken toys,
all the crazy lovers,
all the shining shoes.
All the doll houses
where I used to celebrate parties,
where I was alone.

The forgotten spirit
of the love's summer, comes back.

I wanna live! I wanna scream!
I wanna feel the universe over me!
I wanna run freely!
I wanna cry of happiness!

I wanna live!
I wanna feel the universe over me!
like a castaway at the sea!
I wanna find my place!
just find my place!

I wanna live! I wanna scream!
I wanna feel the universe over me!
I wanna run freely!
I wanna cry of happiness!

I wanna live!
I wanna feel the universe over me!
like a castaway at the sea!
I wanna find...
my place...

Just one candle left
burning in the middle of the cake
and it wants to get consumed...

Love hurts (Duele el amor) - Alek Syntek & Ana Torroja (Mexico + Spain)

Love hurts without you,
hurts until killing.

I feel the humidity in me.
See you crying, forget it!
If you leave from here...
seems like suffering goes with me.

Today I wish for the time to stop,
the distance between the two of us.
But the light in the sky turned off
and the Sun will not rise anymore.

I'm fragility without you.
How to overcome the end?
Where did I hurt? I don't know
but the possibility of recovery left.

Neither you nor I are guilty.
But we are vulnerable.
This are the things of life.
What else left for me to live.

Love hurts without you, it rains until wetting.
Love hurts without you, hurts until killing.
Love hurts without you, everything is so gray.

Today I wish for the time to stop,
the distance between the two of us.
But the light in the sky turned off
and the Sun will not rise anymore.

I'm fragility without you.
How to overcome the end?
Where did I hurt? I don't know
but the possibility of recovery left.

Neither you nor I are guilty.
But we are vulnerable.
This are the things of life.
What else left for me to live.

Love hurts without you, it rains until wetting.
Love hurts without you, hurts until killing.
Love hurts without you, everything is so gray.

I feel the humidity in me.
See you crying, forget it!
If you leave from here...
seems like suffering goes with me.

I feel the humidity in me.
See you crying, forget it!
If you leave from here...
seems like suffering goes with me.

Love hurts without you, it rains until wetting.
Love hurts without you, hurts until killing.
Love hurts without you, everything is so gray.

Slow (Lento) - Julieta Venegas (Mexico)

If you want a little of me,
you should wait me
and walk with slow steps,
very slowly.

And little by little forget
about the time and its speed.
Lower the rhythm, go very slowly,
more and more slowly.

Be delicate and wait,
give me time to give you...
all I have.

Be delicate and wait,
give me time to give you...
all I have.

If you want a little of me,
give me patience and you'll see,
it'll be better than be running,
it'll be like be flying.

And little by little forget
about the time and its speed.
Lower the rhythm, go very slowly,
more and more slowly.

Be delicate and wait,
give me time to give you...
all I have.

Be delicate and wait,
give me time to give you...
all I have.

If you talk to me about love,
if you make my life softer,
I won't be too much time,
ignorant about what I feel.

Be delicate and wait,
give me time to give you...
all I have.

Be delicate and wait,
give me time to give you...
all I have.

Here (Aquí) - La Ley (Chile)

Mankind is coming closer to
the encounter with the frontier.
A change, a decision,
the door open to a new age.
A world that turns backwards pretends me
to navigate it, drowning my ideas.
The environmental noise and solitude
of the city isolates us from everything.
For that reason I started digging,
to find one and a thousand treasures,
but the world turning backwards
pretends to sunk me, drowning my ideas.

Here,
I have the presentiment,
that here,
I'm not gonna drag anything,
from here.
I'm just gonna live
my today, now.

There's pain in my heart,
it's no imagination, it's real.
while time announces that
for a second I was almost a decoy
and the world turning backwards
pretends to light me on, burning my ideas,
when even a blind man can see
that we keep quiet without knowing
that we missed a chance.

Here,
I have the presentiment,
that here,
I'm not gonna drag anything,
from here.
I'm just gonna live
my today, now.

When even a blind man can see
that we keep quiet without knowing
that we missed a chance.
Here,
I have the presentiment,
that here,
I'm not gonna drag anything,
from here,
I'm just gonna live
my today, now.
Here.

Get out of me (Fuera de Mí) - La Ley (Chile)

Slowy I vanish
and I use the wind as pretext.
My head falls rolling down the stairs.
The cynic glances
sweep the details that
at the end of the day
will die.

And I say:
"Everything escapes from me
a step further".
Get out of me,
in the threshold to the world,
without the need to enter.
Get out of me,
lost without any direction,
without the need of coming back.

I met in a balcony
with a celestial angel,
who handed back my head
and explained me how to find it
when it gets disconnected from the soul,
connecting it to the heart.

And I say:
"Everything escapes from me
a step further".
Get out of me,
in the threshold to the world,
without the need to enter.
Get out of me,
lost without any direction,
without the need of coming back.
I released the laces
that ties me,
get out of me.

When the day was exhausted
I felt that was time to
return some steps to the road,
asking it back if
love still exists,
but nobody answered.

Get out of me,
in the threshold to the world,
without need to enter.
Get out of me,
lost without any direction,
without the need of coming back.
I released the laces
that ties me,
leaving footsteps
that step
outside of me.

Day zero (Día cero) - La Ley (Chile)

I see what I believe seeing and nothing more.
About what I can tell, I don't remember anything.
There's no need to tell about it anymore.

I believe believing, I fear fearing that this is true.
Life got totally blur.
I'm lost
and I don't know how to look at what I left behind.

On that long road,
that one day saw me walking,
was born a blind wound
that erased today my yesterday.

Strange people talks about who I was.
They pretend to give me bravery, with me knowing nothing.
There's no need even to cry for being like this.
My amnesia tells me absolutely nothing more
than this sensation of anxiety.

On that long road,
that one day saw me walking,
I burned my biography.
I did blow ashes of the yesterday.
Don't try to teach me who loved me
and to whom I must love.
Day zero begins
and tomorrow its continuity...

I did blow ashes of the yesterday...

I did blow ashes of the yesterday...

Don't try to teach me... who loved me
and to whom I must love.

Who loved me and to whom I must love.

Sentence (Sentencia) - Alberto Plaza (Chile)

I'll be in your mouth, wherever you go
and I'll the same that you'll kiss
there'll be spring every month
and our walls will be made out of clouds.

I'll be the partner that never faint,
once the bad times arrive.
We'll stand up one and a thousand times.
We'll win one and every battle.

Look at me in the eyes, I sentence you...
to flight with me through the silence,
to escape to the slavery of memory.

Look at me in the eyes, don't say anything,
hopelessness had been defeated.
This is the love, everything else is history
history...

(violin solo)

Look at me in the eyes, I sentence you...
to flight with me through the silence,
to escape to the slavery of memory.

Look at me in the eyes, don't say anything,
hopelessness had been defeated.
This is the love, everything else is history
history...

Sonnet XLIV - La Oreja de Van Gogh, poem by Pablo Neruda (Chile + Spain)

You must know that I do not love you,
and that I do love you,
cause life is of two ways,
the word is a wing of the silence,
the fire has a half of cold.

I love you to begin to love you,
to restart the infinite,
and to never stop loving you:
that's why I still don't love you.

I love you and I do not love you,
as if I had in my hands the keys of happiness,
and an uncertain unfortunate destiny.

My love has two lives to love you
that's why I love you when I do not love you,
and that's why I love you when I do love you.

Sonnet XXVII (Morning) - read by Sting, poem by Pablo Neruda (Chile)

Naked, you are simple as one of your hands,
smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round:
you have moon-lines, apple-pathways:
naked, you are slender as a naked grain of wheat.

Naked, you are blue as a night in Cuba;
you have vines and stars in your hair;
naked you are spacious and yellow
as summer in a golden church.

Naked, you are tiny as one of your nails -
curved, subtle, rosy, till the day is born
and you withdraw to the underground world,
as if down a long tunnel of clothing and of chores:
your clear light dims, gets dressed - drops its leaves -
and becomes a naked hand again.

Sonnet LXXXI (And now You're mine) - read by Julia Roberts and Andy Garcia, poem by Pablo Neruda (Chile)

And now you're mine.
Rest with your dream in my dream.
Love and pain and work
should all sleep, now.
The night turns on its invisible wheels,
and you are pure beside me
as a sleeping amber.

No one else, Love,
will sleep in my dreams.
You will go, we will go together,
over the waters of time.
No one else will travel
through the shadows with me, only you,
evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.

Your hands have already opened
their delicate fists
and let their soft
drifting signs drop away;
your eyes closed
like two gray wings, and I move...

... after,
following the folding water you carry,
that carries me away.
The night, the world, the wind
spin out their destiny.
Without you, I am your dream,
only that, and that is all.

Sonnet XVII (I do not love you...) - read by Robin Williams, poem by Pablo Neruda (Chile)

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms,
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.
Thanks to your love a certain fragrance,
risen darkly from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride,
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where "I" does not exist, nor "you,"
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that when you close your eyes I fall asleep.

Poem XX (Tonight I can write the saddest lines) - read by Andy Garcia, poem by Pablo Neruda (Chile)

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

If you forget me - read by Madonna, poem by Pablo Neruda (Chile)

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail toward those isles
of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But if each day, each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live
it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

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