More songs by Maifrén
Description
Producer: Roger Argemí Tutusaus
Lyrics and translation
Original
¿Qué me pasa? Otro día atado aquí. No hago nada, no busco cómo salir.
Siempre en círculos.
Round and round, round and round. Siempre en círculos.
Round and round, round and round. Estancada. El agua dentro de mí sube y baja.
La mareo está en repeat. Siempre en círculos.
Round and round, round and round. Siempre en círculos. Round and round, round and round.
El problema soy yo, seguro.
El problema soy yo, que tengo un nudo.
Y nadie puede salvarme de todos mis disparates.
Realistarme, llamarme a una causa que se plante hasta que el cuerpo no aguante.
Giro en torno a ti, en rotación.
¿Qué me pasa? Que me he vuelto a perder para nada. Es como quien tiene fe.
Siempre en círculos. Round and round, round and round. Siempre en círculos.
Round and round, round and round. Complicadas son las formas de querer.
Monto un drama aunque sé que lo hago bien. Siempre en círculos.
Round and round, round and round. Siempre en círculos. Round and round, round and round.
Lo he contado dentro y fuera de casa, pero nadie encuentra la explicación.
Cuando intento poner fin, una fuerza me arrastra, me salgo del guion.
Puede que esto sea el amor.
Y nadie puede salvarme de todos mis disparates.
Realistarme, llamarme a una causa que se plante hasta que el cuerpo no aguante.
Giro en torno a ti, en rotación.
El problema soy yo, seguro.
El problema soy yo, que tengo un nudo.
¿Qué me pasa? Otro día atado aquí. No hago nada, no busco cómo salir.
Siempre en círculos. Round and round, round and round. Siempre en círculos.
English translation
What's wrong with me? Another day tied here. I don't do anything, I don't look for a way out.
Always in circles.
Round and round, round and round. Always in circles.
Round and round, round and round. Stagnant. The water inside me rises and falls.
The dizziness is on repeat. Always in circles.
Round and round, round and round. Always in circles. Round and round, round and round.
The problem is me, for sure.
The problem is me, I have a knot.
And no one can save me from all my nonsense.
Realize myself, call me to a cause that is planted until the body can't stand it.
I spin around you, in rotation.
What's wrong with me? That I have lost myself again for nothing. It's like someone who has faith.
Always in circles. Round and round, round and round. Always in circles.
Round and round, round and round. The ways of loving are complicated.
I make a drama even though I know I do it well. Always in circles.
Round and round, round and round. Always in circles. Round and round, round and round.
I have told it inside and outside the house, but no one can find the explanation.
When I try to end it, a force drags me, I go off script.
Maybe this is love.
And no one can save me from all my nonsense.
Realize myself, call me to a cause that is planted until the body can't stand it.
I spin around you, in rotation.
The problem is me, for sure.
The problem is me, I have a knot.
What's wrong with me? Another day tied here. I don't do anything, I don't look for a way out.
Always in circles. Round and round, round and round. Always in circles.