Nueva York - Vega, Guadi Galego

EstÁtica, las luces y el color

Congelan nueva york

En este cuadro que cuelga de la pared

Refugio del dolor que marca mi latir

Y he decidido venirme a vivir aqui

Sin ti, no puedo

Por si un dÍa decides que aquello valiÓ la pena

Si descubres que ya no te importa el que diran

Si te pesan las cicatrices

La nostalgia de tiempos felices

Dando vueltas por este cuadro

Me encontrarÁs

EstÁtica, igual que todo lo demÁs

Me conformo con pensar

Que doblarÁs esa esquina, aparecerÁs

Fingiendo no saber que siempre estuve aqui

Que he decidido esperarte sin mÁs aqui

Sin ti, no puedo

Por si un dÍa decides que aquello valiÓ la pena

Si descubres que ya no te importa el que diran

Si te pesan las cicatrices

La nostalgia de tiempos felices

Dando vueltas por este cuadro

Me encontrarÁs

Que no importa que hora ahora sea del dÍa

Hoy las luces del barrio no se apagarÁn

Permaneceran siempre hasta el fin encendidas

Por si un dÍa decides que quieres buscar

El balcÓn donde paso las horas perdidas

Este cuadro resulta un lugar ideal

Nueva york y sus calles esperan dormidas

A ese dÍa en que pintes otra realidad

Que yo sin ti, no puedo

Por si un dÍa decides que aquello valiÓ la pena

Si descubres que ya no te importa el que diran

Si te pesan las cicatrices

La nostalgia de tiempos felices

Dando vueltas por este cuadro

Me encontrarÁs

Dando vueltas por este cuadro

Statics, lights and color

frozen new york

In this painting that hangs on the wall

Shelter from the pain that marks my heartbeat

And I have decided to come and live here

without you I can't

In case one day you decide that it was worth it

If you discover that you no longer care what they will say

If the scars weigh you down

Nostalgia for happy times

Walking around this painting

You will find me

static, just like everything else

I settle for thinking

That you will turn that corner, you will appear

Pretending not to know that I was always here

That I have decided to wait for you without further ado here

without you I can't

In case one day you decide that it was worth it

If you discover that you no longer care what they will say

If the scars weigh you down

Nostalgia for happy times

Walking around this painting

You will find me

It doesn't matter what time of day it is now

Today the lights of the neighborhood will not go out

They will always remain lit until the end

In case one day you decide you want to search

The balcony where I spend the lost hours

This painting is an ideal place

New York and its streets wait asleep

To that day when you paint another reality

That I without you, I can't

In case one day you decide that it was worth it

If you discover that you no longer care what they will say

If the scars weigh you down

Nostalgia for happy times

Walking around this painting

You will find me

Walking around this painting