Sergio Dalma "A buena hora" lyrics

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A buena hora

Domingo de otoño, 9 de la nocheSentado en mí cuarto y pensando,lo que el tiempo escondeMirando las fotos, leyendo tus cartas,gritando tu nombreDomingo de otoño, 9 de la noche.

Hace un momento me has llamado,después de tantos añosQuizá tu conciencia y mi paciencia,se han vuelto aliadosMe dices que en este momentoquisieras estar aquí,A mi lado, a mi lado….

Y yo, que hasta sonrío,por no empezar a llorarHas tenido tanto tiempo,y no has querido regresar

A buena hora, vienes a decirmeque yo soy esa personaQue ha sabido darte lo que el corazón no borraAhora te equivocas a buena horaVienes a curar el alma que dejaste rotaY a cambiar mi vida porque ahora se te antojaA buena hora….

Domingo de otoño, 9 de la nocheLa madre experiencia me ha dicho,que ya no me conformeEl tiempo y los años colocana uno donde correspondeLo que nace puro,también se corrompe¿Y tú, como te atreves otra vez,a dar marcha atrás?Has tenido tanto tiempo,mejor te quedas como estas.Permite decir…que A buena horaVienes a decirme que yo soy esa personaQue ha sabido darte lo que el corazón no borraAhora te equivocas a buena horaVienes a curar el alma que dejaste rotaY a cambiar mi vida porque ahora se te antojaA buena hora…

Too late

An autumn Sunday, 9 p.m.Sitting in my room and thinkingabout what time hidesLooking at the photos, reading your lettersshouting your nameAn autumn Sunday, 9 p.m.

You called me a moment agoafter so many yearsMaybe your conscience and my patiencebecame alliesYou tell me that right nowyou wish you were hereNext to me, next to me...

And I am barely smilingin order not to start cryingYou had so much timeand you didn't want to come back.

A little bit too late, you come to tell methat I am that personWho knew how to give you the things a heart cannot eraseNow you are wrong, too lateYou come to heal the heart you left brokenAnd to change my life because now you feel like itToo late...

An autumn Sunday, 9 p.m.My mother - the experience told menot to settle for thisTime and years placesomeone where he/she belongsWhat was born purealso becomes corruptedAnd you, how do you dareto go back again?You had so much timeyou better stay the way you are.Let me tell you...that a little too lateYou come to tell me that I am that personWho knew how to give you the things a heart cannot eraseNow you are wrong, too lateYou come to heal the heart you left brokenAnd to change my life because now you feel like itToo late...

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