More songs by Fito y Fitipaldis
Description
Producer: Carlos Raya
Producer: Joe Blaney
Composer, Lyricist: Adolfo Cabrales
Lyrics and translation
Original
Algo lo que me invade, todo viene de dentro.
Nunca lo que me sacie, siempre quiero, lobo hambriento.
Todo me queda grande para no estar contigo.
Sabes, quisiera darte siempre un poco más de lo que te pido.
Sabes que soñaré si no estás, que me despierto contigo.
Sabes que quiero más, no sé vivir solo con cinco sentidos.
Este mar cada vez guarda más barcos hundidos.
Tú eres aire y yo papel, donde vayas yo me iré.
Si me quedo a oscuras, luz de la nocturna, ven y alúmbrame.
Alguien dijo alguna vez: «Por la boca vive el pez», y yo lo estoy diciendo, te lo estoy diciendo otra vez.
Dime por qué preguntas cuánto te he echado de menos, si en cada canción que escribo, corazón, eres tú el acento.
No quiero estrella errante, no quiero ver la aurora, quiero mirar tus ojos del color de la coca cola.
Sabes que soñaré si no estás, que me despierto contigo.
Sabes que quiero más, no sé vivir solo con cinco sentidos.
Este mar cada vez guarda más barcos hundidos.
Tú estás conmigo siempre que te canto.
Yo hago canciones para estar contigo, porque escribo igual que sangro, porque sangro todo lo que escribo.
Me he dado cuenta cada vez que canto, que si no canto no sé lo que digo.
La pena está bailando con el llanto y cuando quiera bailará conmigo.
La vida eterna solo dura un rato y es lo que tengo para estar contigo, para decirte lo que nunca canto, para cantarte lo que nunca digo.
English translation
Something that invades me, everything comes from within.
Never what satisfies me, I always want, hungry wolf.
Everything is too big for me not to be with you.
You know, I would like to always give you a little more than what I ask for.
You know that I will dream if you are not there, that I will wake up with you.
You know I want more, I don't know how to live with only five senses.
This sea keeps more and more sunken ships.
You are air and I am paper, wherever you go I will go.
If I am left in the dark, light of the night, come and enlighten me.
Someone once said: "The fish lives through its mouth," and I'm saying it, I'm telling you again.
Tell me why you ask how much I have missed you, if in every song I write, sweetheart, you are the accent.
I don't want a wandering star, I don't want to see the aurora, I want to look at your eyes the color of Coca Cola.
You know that I will dream if you are not there, that I will wake up with you.
You know I want more, I don't know how to live with only five senses.
This sea keeps more and more sunken ships.
You are with me whenever I sing to you.
I make songs to be with you, because I write the same as I bleed, because I bleed everything I write.
I have realized every time I sing, that if I don't sing I don't know what I'm saying.
Grief is dancing with crying and whenever it wants it will dance with me.
Eternal life only lasts a while and it is what I have to be with you, to tell you what I never sing, to sing to you what I never say.