Recogeras
Ayer acampe cerca de tu mirada
Que a ratos se cansa de querer mirar
Mi calma que espanta ejercitos de arena
Soy tu carnaval, elige tu el disfraz
Ven de donde has ido y traete una sonrisa
Quitate la falda y vamos a jugar
Coge carrerilla y lo demas no importa
Que me enervo de verte a cada suspirar
Recogeras las lagrimas que te hagan llorar
Los sueños que quedaron atras, formando historias que hoy suenan mal
Y al combatir, mi pecho contra mi corazon
Jodidos se quedaron los dos, formando trozos de negro escozor
Se me esta cayendo todo el techo encima
De carcel maltrecha hecha de soledad
Donde el sol, si sale, sale a dar por culo
Ven a verme luna que me voy a enfadar
Atacao' de nervios me encontro la lluvia
Fue como punzante la inseguridad
Casi que ya no me junto mas contigo
Que es juntar el tocino y la velocidad
Recogeras las lagrimas que te hagan llorar
Los sueños que quedaron atras, formando historias que hoy suenan mal
Y al combatir, mi pecho contra mi corazon
Jodidos se quedaron los dos, formando trozos de negro escozor
Recogeras las lagrimas que te hagan llorar
Los sueños que quedaron atras, formando historias que hoy suenan mal
Y al combatir, mi pecho contra mi corazon
Jodidos se quedaron los dos, formando trozos de negro escozor
You will pick up
Yesterday I camped near your gaze
That sometimes gets tired of wanting to look
My calm that scares armies of sand
I'm your carnival, you choose the disguise
Come back from where you've gone and bring a smile
Take off your skirt and let's play
Get a run-up and the rest doesn't matter
I get nervous seeing you with every sigh
You will pick up the tears that make you cry
The dreams that were left behind, forming stories that sound bad today
And in the fight, my chest against my heart
Both screwed up, forming pieces of black irritation
The roof is falling on me
From a battered prison made of loneliness
Where the sun, if it comes out, comes out to screw
Come see me, moon, I'm going to get angry
The rain found me in a fit of nerves
The insecurity was piercing
I almost don't hang out with you anymore
It's like mixing bacon and speed
You will pick up the tears that make you cry
The dreams that were left behind, forming stories that sound bad today
And in the fight, my chest against my heart
Both screwed up, forming pieces of black irritation
You will pick up the tears that make you cry
The dreams that were left behind, forming stories that sound bad today
And in the fight, my chest against my heart
Both screwed up, forming pieces of black irritation