San Tropez
By Pink Floyd
1971
3:43
Official Music Video
San Tropez by Pink Floyd
Lyrics & Translation
English
As I reach for a peach
Slide a line down behind
A sofa in San Tropez
Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand
Riding a wave in the wake of an old Sedan
Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness
Scratched by the sand that fell from my love
Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling
If you're alone, I'll come home
Backward and home-bound
The pigeon the dove
Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane
Born in a home with no silver spoon
I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together
Speeding away on a wind to a new day
If you're alone, I'll come home
And I pause for a while
By a country stile
And listen to things they say
Digging for gold in a hole in my hand
Open the book, take a look at the way things stand
And you're leading me down to the place by the sea
I hear your soft voice calling to me
Making a date for later by phone
And if you're alone I'll come home
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of San Tropez by Pink Floyd
San Tropez* (original Pink Floyd)
As I reach for a peach
Slide a line down behind
A sofa in San Tropez
Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand
Riding a wave in the wake of an old Sedan
Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness
Scratched by the sand that fell from my love
Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling
If you're alone, I'll come home
Backward and home-bound
The pigeon the dove
Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane
Born in a home with no silver spoon
I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together
Speeding away on a wind to a new day
If you're alone, I'll come home
And I pause for a while
By a country stile
And listen to things they say
Digging for gold in a hole in my hand
Open the book, take a look at the way things stand
And you're leading me down to the place by the sea
I hear your soft voice calling to me
Making a date for later by phone
And if you're alone I'll come home
San Tropez (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Mientras alcanzo un durazno
Deslizo una línea por detrás
Un sofá en San Tropez
Rompiendo un palo con un ladrillo en la arena
Cabalgando una ola tras la estela de un viejo Sedán
Durmiendo solo en el zumbido de la oscuridad
Arañado por la arena que cayó de mi amor
Profundo en mis sueños y aún la escucho llamando
Si estás sola, volveré a casa
Hacia atrás y con rumbo a casa
La paloma, la tórtola
Ido con el viento y la lluvia en un avión
Nacido en un hogar sin cuchara de plata
Estoy bebiendo champán como un buen magnate
Antes que esperar un cambio en el clima
Reuniré mis pensamientos dispersos
Alejándome velozmente en un viento hacia un nuevo día
Si estás sola, volveré a casa
Y me detengo un momento
Junto a una valla de campo
Y escucho las cosas que dicen
Cavando oro en un agujero en mi mano
Abre el libro, echa un vistazo a cómo están las cosas
Y me estás llevando al lugar junto al mar
Escucho tu suave voz llamándome
Concertando una cita para más tarde por teléfono
Y si estás sola, volveré a casa
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