Steemit Open Mic Week 71 - Al Taller del Maestro Vengo - Alex Campo (cover by: @josue20)

I

Ve como me duele estar despierto y no poder cantar
como expresarte sin palabras,que muero si no estas,
el tiempo pasa y todo cambia y lloro en soledad
el sueño que llevo en el alma, de repente ya no esta
que la sonrisa se ha marchado,
mis lagrimas caerán, mis lagrimas caerán.

coro

al taller del maestro vengo, pues el me curara.
me tomara entre sus brasos y cada herida sanara
las herramientas del maestro, mi alma remendara
martillo en mano y mucho fuego, aunque me duela ayudara.
al conocer voy a entenderlo, al saber que nada merezco.
amarte es mas que en mi un pretexto, es una entrega sin negar
mas que aquel sentimiento, es la decisión de amar.

al taller del maestro vengo
allí, allí el sol se pondrá.
al taller del maestro vengo
carpintero que ama aquí esta
al taller del maestro vengo
no importa el tiempo que hay he de estar
al taller del maestro

II

y de aquellos días que hizo frió, el sol no apareció.
cuando el talento no lo es todo, el silencio vale mas
que mil palabras sin sentido. la vida que morira
si tu no estas aqu conmigo, de que sirve mi cantar.
pa que la fama y las estrellas, si el maestro allí no esta
pa que decirte que te amo, si contigo no quiero estar

coro

al taller del maestro vengo, pues el me curara.
me tomara entre sus brasos y cada herida sanara
las herramientas del maestro, mi alma remendara
martillo en mano y mucho fuego, aunque me duela ayudara.
al conocer voy a entenderlo, al saber que nada merezco.
amarte es mas que en mi un prestesto, es una entrega sin negar
mas que aquel sentimiento, es la decisión de amar.

al taller del maestro vengo
allí, allí el sol se pondrá.
al taller del maestro vengo
carpintero que ama aquí esta
al taller del maestro vengo
no importa el tiempo que hay he de estar
al taller del maestro

I

See how it hurts me to be awake and not be able to sing
how to express you without words, that I die if you are not,
time passes and everything changes and I cry in solitude
the dream that I carry in my soul, suddenly it is no longer
that the smile has gone,
my tears will fall, my tears will fall.

chorus

I come to the teacher's workshop, he will cure me.
He will take me between his coals and every wound will heal
the tools of the teacher, my soul will mend
hammer in hand and a lot of fire, even if it hurts help.
When I know I will understand it, knowing that I do not deserve anything.
love you is more than in me a pretext, is a delivery without denying
more than that feeling, it is the decision to love.

I come to the teacher's workshop
there, there the sun will set.
I come to the teacher's workshop
carpenter who loves here is
I come to the teacher's workshop
no matter how long I have to be
Teacher workshop

II

and from those days that it was cold, the sun did not appear.
When talent is not everything, silence is worth more
What a thousand words without meaning. the life that will die
If you are not here with me, what is my singing?
pa fame and the stars, if the teacher there is not
pa to tell you that I love you, if I do not want to be with you

chorus

I come to the teacher's workshop, he will cure me.
He will take me between his coals and every wound will heal
the tools of the teacher, my soul will mend
hammer in hand and a lot of fire, even if it hurts help.
When I know I will understand it, knowing that I do not deserve anything.
love you is more than in me a prestesto, is a delivery without denying
more than that feeling, it is the decision to love.

I come to the teacher's workshop
there, there the sun will set.
I come to the teacher's workshop
carpenter who loves here is
I come to the teacher's workshop
no matter how long I have to be
Teacher workshop

thank you!!