Frío - Bunbury

En el otoño de

Hojas secas que cubrieron

Las aseras siento frio

Hielo en mi camino

Tras el bolante siento el brillo

De mil rostros blanquecinos

Y en un rinco se diluyo

Mi corazon en el otoño de hojas secas

Que cubrieron las aseras

Dime quien te llevo

Quien me a robado tu cancion

Fue la romantica

Tristeza que al probarla me envenena

Siento frio

Ritmo, siempre parecido

Ritmo siempre aquel compas

Mio el lugar perdido

Vivo sin su palpitar

Y en un rincon se diluyo mi corazon

En el otoño de hojas secas

Que cubrieron las aseras

Dime quien te llevo

Quien me a robado tu cancion

Fue la romantica tristeza

Que al probarla me envenena

Siento frio

Ritmo, algo parecido

Aquel compas de los latidos

Que olvidamos siendo

Niños, siento mio

Aquel lugar perdido

Aquella

Formula secreta que

Escribimos en la arena, siento frio

in the fall of

dry leaves that covered

The aseras feel cold

ice on my way

Behind the flyer I feel the shine

Of a thousand whitish faces

And in a corner it was diluted

My heart in the autumn of dry leaves

that covered the aseras

tell me who took you

Who stole your song from me

It was the romantic

Sadness that poisons me when I try it

I am cold

Rhythm, always similar

Rhythm always that compas

mine the lost place

I live without your heartbeat

And in a corner my heart was diluted

In the autumn of dry leaves

that covered the aseras

tell me who took you

Who stole your song from me

It was the romantic sadness

That when I try it, it poisons me

I am cold

Rhythm, something similar

That compass of the beats

that we forget being

Children, feel mine

that lost place

That

secret formula that

We write in the sand, I feel cold