Lo Que Vendrá - David Bisbal, Antonio Orozco

Los silencios se quedaron

Donde aquel ayer

La ternura me pregunta

Por lo que vendrá

El presiento ya no sabe

Ni donde buscar

Y mis manos se refugian en

Lo que vendrá

Siempre supe que no eran distancias

No eran mis recuerdos

Siempre supe que no eras normal, no

Sin preguntas, sin reproches, sin más

Cuentos que esta misma noche

Siempre supe que

Siempre supe que, llegará

No hace falta que

Me hables puedo imaginar

No hacen falta más razones

Ni porque esperar

El que espera desespera

Vamos a empezar por el alma

Por el alma, ella sabe bien

Donde buscar

Siempre supe que no eran distancias

No eran mil recuerdos

Siempre supe que no eras normal, oh

Sin preguntas, sin reproches, sin más

Cuentos que esta misma noche

Siempre supe que

Siempre supe que llegará

Siempre supe que no eran distancias

No eran mis recuerdos

Siempre supe que no eras normal

Sin preguntas, sin reproches, sin más

Cuentos que esta misma noche

Siempre supe que

Siempre supe que llegará

The silences remained

where that yesterday

tenderness asks me

for what will come

The feeling no longer knows

no where to look

And my hands take refuge in

What will come

I always knew that they were not distances

They were not my memories

I always knew you weren't normal, no

No questions, no reproaches, no more

Tales that tonight

I always knew that

I always knew that it will come

It is not necessary to

you talk to me i can imagine

No more reasons are needed

nor why wait

He who waits despairs

Let's start with the soul

For the soul, she knows well

Where to look

I always knew that they were not distances

There were a thousand memories

I always knew you weren't normal, oh

No questions, no reproaches, no more

Tales that tonight

I always knew that

I always knew it will come

I always knew that they were not distances

They were not my memories

I always knew you weren't normal

No questions, no reproaches, no more

Tales that tonight

I always knew that

I always knew it will come