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Charon

Alba Reche

Caronte

Me hiciste preguntarme
Si era verdad mi amor
Por la vida y el color
Por el trazo, el sabor
Vendi mi alma, no hubo opción

Sentí como reían
A oscuras les vi asomar
Por el cristal
Acechaban en penumbra

Con focos con luz del mal
No hubo opción

Para qué bailaba
Para quién cantaba
Para tus sucios trapos
Pa' tus mentiras claras

Bailé muchas más noches
Te canté hasta que me ahogué
Te tapabas los oídos como si no pudieras ver

Por verte y no sentir que era barato
Comprar mi amor
El valor

Con focos, con luz del mal
No hubo opción

Para qué bailaba
Para quién cantaba
Para tus sucios trapos
Pa' tus mentiras claras

Para qué bailaba
Para quién cantaba
Para tus sucios trapos
Pa' tus mentiras claras

Charon

You made me wonder
If my love was true
For life and color
For the stroke, the flavor
I sold my soul, there was no choice

I felt them laughing
In the dark, I saw them appear
Through the glass
Lurking in the shadows

With spotlights with evil light
There was no choice

Why was I dancing
Who was I singing for
For your dirty rags
For your clear lies

I danced many more nights
I sang to you until I drowned
You covered your ears as if you couldn't see

To see you and not feel cheap
Buying my love
The value

With spotlights, with evil light
There was no choice

Why was I dancing
Who was I singing for
For your dirty rags
For your clear lies

Why was I dancing
Who was I singing for
For your dirty rags
For your clear lies

Escrita por: Alba Reche