Puedes Contar Conmigo (en inglés)

Puedes Contar Conmigo

A coffee with salt. want to mourn.
my world starting to tremble,
I sense you near the end.
I do not want to win. So now, what gives.
I'm already tired of inventing excuses not know walking.
, leaving only the good times of yesterday were of the two.
and today I just want to believe ...
Remember that winter afternoon in Madrid,
the sleepless nights.
Life happened and I felt that I was going to die of love
I hope to see you sitting on the floor portal without thinking
you can count on me.
There was never evil. Only naivete.
pretending to believe that the world was at our feet.
when the dream comes to me in silence I will build
a life in full color where the two live together.
, leaving only the good times of yesterday were of the two.
and today I just want to believe ...
Remember that winter afternoon in Madrid,
the sleepless nights.
Life happened and I felt that I was going to die of love
I hope to see you sitting on the floor portal without thinking
you can count on me forever.
And I can not help Echarte less
while reaching out to give my time and you go.
I feel that I look and see and think
remember that winter afternoon in Madrid,
the sleepless nights.
Life happened and I felt that I was going to die of love
I hope to see you sitting on the floor portal without thinking
you can count on me.
remember that winter afternoon in Madrid,
the sleepless nights.
life happens and I die, I die for you.
La canción 'Puedes Contar Conmigo' de La Oreja de Van Gogh nos sumerge en un torbellino emocional a través de sus líricas. Nos habla de la melancolía de un café con sal, de la sensación de tener el mundo temblando a nuestro alrededor, de la cercanía de alguien al final del camino...