Jorge Drexler - Todo Se Transforma
Tu beso se hizo calor
 Luego el calor movimiento
 Luego gota de sudor
 Que se hizo vapor, luego viento
 Que en un rincón de La Rioja
 Movió el aspa de un molino
 Mientras se pisaba el vino
 Que bebió tu boca roja
 Tu boca roja en la mÃa
 La copa que gira en mi mano
 Y mientras el vino caÃa
 Supe que de algún lejano rincón
 De otra galaxia
 El amor que me darÃas
 Transformado, volverÃa
 Un dÃa a darte las gracias
 Cada uno da lo que recibe
 Y luego recibe lo que da
 Nada es más simple
 No hay otra norma
 Nada se pierde
 Todo se transforma
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 El vino que pagué yo
 Con aquel euro italiano
 Que habÃa estado en un vagón
 Antes de estar en mi mano
 Y antes de eso en Torino
 Y antes de en Torino, Prato
 Donde hicieron mis zapato
 Sobre el que caerÃa el vino
 Zapatos que en unos horas
 Buscaré bajo tu cama
 Con las luces del aurora
 Junto a tus sandalias planas
 Que compraste aquella vez
 En Salvador de BahÃa
 Donde a otro diste el amor
 Que hoy yo, te devolverÃa
 Cada uno da lo que recibe
 Y luego recibe lo que da
 Nada es más simple
 No hay otra norma
 Nada se pierde
 Todo se transforma
Jorge Drexler - Everything Transforms (English translation)
Your kiss became heat,
 then heat movement,
 then a drop of sweat
 which became vapor, then wind
that in a corner of La Rioja
 turned the sail of a windmill
 while the wine was being pressed
 which your red mouth drank.
 Your red mouth in mine,
 the cup that turns in my hand,
 and as the wine fell
 I knew that from a distant corner
 of another galaxy
 the love that you would give me
 transformed would come back one day
 to give you thanks
Each one gives what is received
 and later receives what is given
 Nothing's more simple
 there's no other norm
 nothing is lost
 everything is transformed.
The wine that I paid forJorge Drexler - Todo Se Transforma - http://motolyrics.com/jorge-drexler/todo-se-transforma-lyrics-english-translation.html
 with that italian euro
 which had been in a wagon
 before being in my hand
 And before that in Turin
 and before Turin in Prato
 where they made my shoe
 upon which the wine would fall.
Shoe that within a few hours
 I will look for under your bed
 with the morning lights
 next to your flat sandals
 which you bought that one time
 in Salvador de Bahia
 where to another you gave the love
 that today I would give back to you.
Each one gives what is received
 and later receives what is given
 Nothing's more simple
 there's no other norm
 nothing is lost
 everything is transformed.
