Cinco Minutos – Bilingual Lyrics Spanish/English

• By: José José
• Album: Soy Asi

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the powerful world of *Balada Romántica* with José José’s "Cinco Minutos." This song offers a perfect opportunity to learn Spanish vocabulary related to deep emotion, introspection, and personal struggle. It’s a masterpiece of dramatic delivery, showcasing the 'Prince of Song' at his most vulnerable and honest as he confronts his own demons.

[English]

I wish for five minutes

A good mirror, an old lamp, and my heart

To look at myself openly

After undressing, to show myself just as I am

I wish for five minutes

To stay still with my secrets and meditate

To tell myself for a moment

If it’s enough already or if I can endure something more

And see to what extent it’s worth it

To wander from wind to wind, acting like a weathervane

And see to what extent it’s natural

To seek out waves for oneself and create a storm

I wish for five minutes

A flat roof over my hands and some light

And to talk to myself honestly

And ask myself without escaping, what are you searching for?

I wish for five minutes

A fine blade and to open myself entirely, wide open

To judge myself honestly

To dry my forehead and simply reflect

And see to what extent it’s worth it

To wander from wind to wind, acting like a weathervane

And see to what extent it’s natural

To seek out waves for oneself and create a storm

And see to what extent I have the honor

Of being my own slave or my own master

And I have five minutes

What I don’t have is courage

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[Spanish]

Quisiera cinco minutos

Un buen espejo, un foco viejo y corazón

Mirarme abietamente

Tras desnudarme, para mostrarme tal como soy

Quisiera cinco minutos

Quedarme quieto con mis secretos y meditar

Decirme por un instante

Si ya es bastante o tengo aguante para algo más

Y ver hasta qué punto vale la pena

Andar de viento en viento haciendo de veleta

Y ver hasta qué punto es natural

Buscarse uno las olas y hacerse un temporal

Quisiera cinco minutos

Un techo plano sobre mis manos y algo de luz

Y hablarme de pillo a pillo

Y preguntarme sin escaparme qué buscas tú

Quisiera cinco minutos

Un fino acero y abrirme entero de par en par

Juzgarme honestamente

Secar mi frente y simplemente reflexionar

Y ver hasta qué punto vale la pena

Andar de viento en viento haciendo de veleta

Y ver hasta qué punto es natural

Buscarse uno las olas y hacerse un temporal

Y ver hasta qué punto tengo el honor

De ser yo de mí mismo mi esclavo o mi señor

Y tengo cinco minutos

Lo que no tengo es valor