Te fuiste olvidando lo importante
Sumándole a tus cifras tantos ceros
Restándole destellos al diamante
Confundes oro puro y calderilla
Rendido a los aplausos pasajeros
Adicto a las intensas fantasías
Pendiente de las flechas del arquero
Y ni siquiera te diste ni cuenta
De si tuvo puntería
El vuelo que dibuja cualquier flecha
En busca de la diana precisa
Y ahora que alzas la vista
Ves que se clavan
Sin saber matar, sin poder herir
Tan lejos dеl centro, tu flecha perdida
Parеces hoy un barco a la deriva
Perdido entre la niebla mar adentro
Sin norte, sin timón, ni salvavidas
Un náufrago sin luz ni sentimiento
Pendiente de las flechas del arquero
Has ido equivocando tu partida
Y ahora que el disparo no es certero
Es tarde para hallar al fin salida
Y ni siquiera te diste ni cuenta
De si tuvo puntería
El vuelo que dibuja cualquier flecha
En busca de la diana precisa
Y ahora que alzas la vista
Ves que se clavan
Sin saber matar, sin poder herir
Tan lejos del centro, tu flecha perdida
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Puntería Lyrics English
You were forgetting the important
Adding to your figures so many zeros
Subtracting flashes from the diamond
You confuse pure gold and calderilla
Surrendered to passenger applause
Addicted to intense fantasies
Pending archer arrows
And you don’t even have you or count
If he had aim
The flight that draws any arrow
In search of the precise target
And now that you look up
You see that they stick
Without knowing how to kill, without being able to hurt
So far from center, your lost arrow
Parеces today a drifted ship
Lost in the sea in the sea inside
Without north, without helm, or lifeguard
A shipwrecked without light or feeling
Pending archer arrows
You have been wrong your departure
And now that the shot is not accurate
It’s late to finally find out
And you don’t even have you or count
If he had aim
The flight that draws any arrow
In search of the precise target
And now that you look up
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