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Momentos Lyrics

Artist: Andrea Bocelli
Album: Amore

(Tony Renis / Julio Iglesias)

De noche nos pasÃ¡bamos las horas
hablando de mil cosas por hacer
y a veces en pequeÃ±as discusiones
llegaba a amanecer.

Y siempre amanecia con un beso y tÃº,
despuÃ©s me preparabas un cafÃ©
y yo me despedÃa cada dÃa
soÃ±ando con volver.

ParÃ¡bamos el tiempo dÃa a dÃa
querÃa descubrirte cada vez
prendido de tu vida
y tÃº prendida de la mÃa
el mundo parecÃa a nuestros pies.

Ya ves que todo pasa,
quiÃ©n dirÃa
ya ves que poco queda del ayer
apenas los recuerdos
momentos que no vuelven otra vez.

Te acuerdas de las veces que dijimos,
que nada nos podrÃa separar
el viento que escuchaba tus palabras
cantaba tu cantar.

Y yo me cobijaba por tu cuerpo,
y tu echabas los sentidos a volar
perdidos en la noche y el silencio
soÃ±Ã¡bamos soÃ±ar.

La vida se hace siempre de momentos,
de cosas que no sueles valorar
y luego cuando pierdes
cuando al fin te has dado cuenta
el tiempo no
te deja regresar.

Ya ves que todo pasa,
quiÃ©n dirÃa
ya ves que poco queda por contar
apenas los recuerdos
momentos que no vuelven nunca mÃ¡s.

English translation:
Moments

At night we spent the hours
speaking of thousand things to do
and sometimes the small discussions
last till dawn arrives.

And always it came with a kiss and you,
later prepared a coffee
for me and I left every day
dreaming about returning.

We stopped time day by day
wanted to discover every time
of your life
and it seemed like you brought
the world to our feet.

Or you see that it all happen,
who would say or you see that little
it is left of yesterday as soon as
the remembered moments do not
return anymore.

You remember the times that we said,
that nothing could separate us
the wind that listened to your words
sang your singing

And I sheltered myself with your body,
and you threw our senses to fly
lost in the night and the silence
we dreamed to dream.

The life is always made of moments,
of things that usually you do not value
and soon when you lose
when in the end it has occurred
you count the time that does not
allow you to return.

Or you see all that happens,
who would say
you see how little there is
to tell as soon as the remembered

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