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Si Las Calles Pudieran Hablar – Lyrics Meaning in English – Amaral

This song is about a girl from a place called Barrio Alto, a town in Lisbon, Portugal. It narrates the love story of a boy from the south and her, and how things unfortunately came to an end. In this song, the singer wonders what would happen if the streets could talk. Rumour has it that to this day, that man is still looking for someone like the girl from Barrio Alto.

Singer: Amaral

Ella es la chica del Barrio Alto,
él del sur de la ciudad.
Aquella noche acabaron dormidos en un portal.
Cuando ella se pone de todo él no la puede parar,
Experta en hacerse daño,
La vida le quema hasta matar.
No me digas que la conoces si nunca la has visto llorar.
Nunca te enseña los brazos,
Nunca la has visto temblar.

She’s the girl from Barrio Alto,
He’s from the south of the city.
That night they ended up asleep in a corridor.
When she puts it all on him, he can’t stop her,
Expert in hurting herself,
Life burns until killing.
Don’t tell me you know her if you haven’t ever seen her cry.
She never shows you her arms,
You’ve never seen her tremble.

Era la chica del Barrio Alto,
Para ti siempre será el enigma de un árbol caído en
Completa soledad.

She was the girl from Barrio Alto
For you it will always be the enigma of a tree fallen in
Complete solitude

Si la ves por ahí al pasar dile que él aún la recuerda,
Todavía busca a alguien como ella.
Si la ves por ahí al pasar dile que él aún la recuerda,
Todavía busca a alguien como ella.

If you see her over there while passing tell her he still remembers her,
He’s still looking for someone like her.
If you see her over there while passing tell her he still remembers her,
He’s still looking for someone like her.

Si las calles pudieran hablar de lo que nadie cuenta,
De separar la realidad de la leyenda.
Solo es humo su recuerdo entre latas de cerveza,
La tristeza es infinita en sus ojos de gacela.

If the streets could talk about the things nobody tells,
To separate reality from legends.
Her memory is just smoke between cans of beer,
Sadness is infinite in her gazelle eyes.

Era la chica del Barrio Alto,
La chica del Barrio Alto.

She was the girl from Barrio Alto,
The girl from Barrio Alto.

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