More songs by SAIKO
Description
Associated Performer, Producer: SAIKO
Composer, Lyricist: Miguel Cantos Gómez
Lyricist, Composer: Ulises Barón Miranda
Producer, Composer, Lyricist: Sky
Producer, Recording Engineer: ULI
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer: GARABATTO
Lyrics and translation
Original
No es lo mismo
Nada es como antes, se siente tan distinto
Quisiera cada minuto repetirlo
Volver donde estuvimos y volver a sentirlo
Pero el momento es efímero y eso es lo bonito
Que se remueva algo, volviendo a algún sitio
Que susurren recuerdos viendo foto' y vídeo'
Todo lo bueno se acaba, eso es lo bonito
Y si no, ¿cómo lo sabríamos?
Y podemos volver otra vez
A donde tan felices fuimos
Mismos lugares y personas y aquel
Momento será distinto
Mientras lo vivía, ya tenía nostalgia
Sin fotos, recuerdos bien lindos
No estoy triste porque se acabó
Soy feliz porque pude vivirlo
No es lo mismo
Nada es como antes, se siente tan distinto
Quisiera cada minuto repetirlo
Volver donde estuvimos y volver a sentirlo
Pero el momento es efímero y eso es lo bonito
Que se remueva algo, volviendo a algún sitio
Que susurren recuerdos viendo foto' y vídeo'
Todo lo bueno se acaba, eso es lo bonito
Y si no, ¿cómo lo sabríamos?
English translation
It's not the same
Nothing is like before, it feels so different
I would like to repeat it every minute
Go back to where we were and feel it again
But the moment is fleeting and that's the beauty
That something is stirred, returning to somewhere
Let memories whisper watching photos and videos
All good things come to an end, that's the beautiful thing
And if not, how would we know?
And we can come back again
Where we went so happy
Same places and people and that one
moment will be different
While I was living it, I was already nostalgic
No photos, very nice memories
I'm not sad because it's over
I am happy because I was able to live it
It's not the same
Nothing is like before, it feels so different
I would like to repeat it every minute
Go back to where we were and feel it again
But the moment is fleeting and that's the beauty
That something is stirred, returning to somewhere
Let memories whisper watching photos and videos
All good things come to an end, that's the beautiful thing
And if not, how would we know?