Mis manos y su blues Lyrics – Arturo Meza
Singer: Arturo Meza
Title: Mis manos y su blues
Viene únicamente
Cuando cae la lluvia
Cuando el viento sacude
Ciertas fotografías
De su buró
Viene en sus días más negros
Cuando su cuerpo le atormenta
Cuando su casa
La hunde en abandono
Viene por instantes
Y por alguna prenda del ropero
Luego para no platicar
Y destruirnos por aquel asunto viejo
Hacemos el amor
Pareciera
Que mis manos tuvieran algo que ver
Con su tristeza
Con su tristeza
Pareciera
Que mis manos tuvieran algo que ver
Con su tristeza
Con su tristeza
Viene únicamente
Cuando cae la lluvia
Cuando el viento sacude
Ciertas fotografías
De su buró
Viene en sus días más negros
Cuando su cuerpo le atormenta
Cuando su casa
La hunde en abandono
Viene por instantes
Y por alguna prenda del ropero
Luego para no platicar
Y destruirnos por aquel asunto viejo
Hacemos el amor
Pareciera
Que mis manos tuvieran algo que ver
Con su tristeza
Con su tristeza
Pareciera
Que mis manos tuvieran algo que ver
Con su tristeza
Con su tristeza
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Mis manos y su blues – English Translation
It comes only
When the rain falls
When the wind shakes
Certain photographs
Of his bureau
It comes in her blackiest days
When his body torments him
When your house
The sinking in abandonment
It comes for moments
And for some garment of the wardrobe
Then so as not to talk
And destroy us for that old matter
We make love
It seemed
That my hands had something to do
With his sadness
With his sadness
It seemed
That my hands had something to do
With his sadness
With his sadness
It comes only
When the rain falls
When the wind shakes
Certain photographs
Of his bureau
It comes in her blackiest days
When your body torments you
When your house
The sinking in abandonment
It comes for moments
And for some garment of the wardrobe
Then so as not to talk
And destroy us for that old matter
We make love
It seemed
That my hands had something to do
With his sadness
With his sadness
It seemed
That my hands had something to do
With his sadness
With his sadness
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net
Lyrics Arturo Meza – Mis manos y su blues
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