Contando Primaveras - Melendi

Letra de ''Contando Primaveras''

Si tienes el pasado

Cultivado con errores

Ven, corre, te lo cambio

Por un ramito de flores

Si tienes la mirada

Perdida en aquel desierto

Buscando alguna estrella

Que se ha caido del cielo

ESTRIBILLO

No pienses que es que el mundo se ha vuelto del revés

Que dentro de mil años somos monos otra vez

Y un voto por los curas que se cambian de acera

Por el botellón, y luces de neón en la carretera

Así que, tranquilízate, tomate un café…

Y vive contando primaveras

Y vive contando primaveras

Y vive contando primaveras

Que dicen que la sangre altera

Y mientras tanto navegando a la deriva

En el estrecho que separa tus dos pechos en patera

Si juntas en la vida

To el amor y toas las penas

Recogeras tan solo

Un saco de dulces condenas

Si el mago que yo era

Se ha quedado ya sin magia

Tranquila, yo te cazo

Al alzo si eso hiciera falta

ESTRIBILLO

Y vive contando primaveras

Que dicen que la sangre altera

Y mientras tanto navegando a la deriva

En el estrecho que separa tus dos pechos en patera

"Counting Springs" lyrics

if you have the past

Grown with bugs

Come, run, I'll change it for you

For a bouquet of flowers

If you have the look

Lost in that desert

looking for some star

that has fallen from the sky

CHORUS

Don't think that the world has turned upside down

That in a thousand years we are monkeys again

And a vote for the priests who change the sidewalk

For the bottle, and neon lights on the road

So calm down, have a coffee...

And he lives counting springs

And he lives counting springs

And he lives counting springs

They say that the blood alters

And meanwhile drifting

In the strait that separates your two breasts in a patera

If together in life

All the love and all the sorrows

you will collect only

A sack of sweet convictions

If the magician that I was

He has already run out of magic

Calm down, I hunt you down

To the raise if that were necessary

CHORUS

And he lives counting springs

They say that the blood alters

And meanwhile drifting

In the strait that separates your two breasts in a patera