Arturo Meza – Mis manos y su blues

Arturo Meza Mis manos y su blues

Arturo Meza – Mis manos y su blues Lyrics

Artist: Arturo Meza
Song: 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 Lyrics – 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
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Arturo Meza Lyrics – Mis manos y su blues

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Release Year: 2021