De Paso - Luis Eduardo Aute

De Paso - Luis Eduardo Aute

  • Year of release: 2003
  • Language: Spanish
  • Duration: 5:01

Below is the lyrics of the song De Paso , artist - Luis Eduardo Aute with translation

Lyrics " De Paso "

Original text with translation

De Paso

Luis Eduardo Aute

Original text

Decir espera es un crimen

Decir mañana es igual que matar

Ayer de nada nos sirve

Las cicatrices no ayudan a andar

Sólo morir permanece

Como la más inmutable razón

Vivir es un accidente

Un ejercicio de gozo y dolor

Que no, que no, que el pensamiento

No puede tomar asiento

Que el pensamiento es estar

Siempre de paso, de paso, de paso, de paso

Quien pone reglas al juego

Se engaña si dice que es jugador

Lo que le mueve es el miedo

De que se sepa que nunca jugó

La ciencia es una estrategia

Es una forma de atar la verdad

Es algo más que materia

Pues el misterio se esconde detrás

Que no, que no, que el pensamiento

No puede tomar asiento

Que el pensamiento es estar

Siempre de paso, de paso, de paso, de paso

Hay demasiados profetas

Profesionales de la libertad

Que hacen del aire, bandera

Pretexto inútil para respirar

En una noche infinita

Que va meciendo a este gran ataúd

Donde olvidamos que el día

Sólo es un punto, un punto de luz

Que no, que no, que el pensamiento

No puede tomar asiento

Que el pensamiento es estar

Siempre de paso, de paso, de paso

Song translation

Saying wait is a crime

Saying tomorrow is the same as killing

Yesterday is of no use to us

The scars don't help to walk

Only dying remains

Like the most immutable reason

living is an accident

An exercise of joy and pain

That no, that no, that the thought

can't take a seat

That thought is being

Always passing, passing, passing, passing

Who sets the rules of the game

He is deceived if he says he is a player

What moves him is fear

Let it be known that he never played

science is a strategy

It's a way of binding the truth

It is more than matter

Well the mystery hides behind

That no, that no, that the thought

can't take a seat

That thought is being

Always passing, passing, passing, passing

There are too many prophets

Freedom Professionals

What do they do of the air, flag

useless excuse to breathe

in an endless night

That is rocking this great coffin

where we forget that the day

It's just a point, a point of light

That no, that no, that the thought

can't take a seat

That thought is being

Always on the way, on the way, on the way

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