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Flower of La Mancha

Arde Bogotá

Flor de la Mancha

No esperaba, no esperaba encontrarte
Entre escombros, gasolina y diamantes
Porque considerando el vendaval
Que nos perdió en el desierto de Carboneras
Considerando tu maldad
No esperaba encontrarte

Nos rompimos de muy distintas maneras
Tú en el pecho, yo justo entre las piernas
Pero considerando el barrizal
Donde estrellamos nuestro amor y aquel Seat 600
Nos veo ahora caminar
Y no estamos tan muertos

Ya cumplimos condena
Por destruirnos y hacernos daño
Ya perdimos la pena
Las mil cicatrices, los besos robados

Y ahora que te vuelvo a mirar, te vuelvo a mirar
No duele tanto
El camino hacia el perdón
Se nos hizo largo

Llámame, llámame lo que quieras
No me importa, no me duelen tus guerras
Porque considerando la frialdad
De esta cama en el hotel Flor de la Mancha
Considerando tu mirar
Prefiero aguantarte

Ya cumplimos condena
Por destruirnos y hacernos daño
Ya perdimos la pena
Las mil cicatrices, los besos robados

Y ahora que te vuelvo a mirar, te vuelvo a mirar
No duele tanto
El camino hacia el perdón
Se nos hizo largo

Prométeme conducir a mi lado
Llevarme muy lejos, donde no haya pasado

Que ahora que te vuelvo a mirar, te vuelvo a mirar
No duele tanto
El camino hacia el perdón
Se nos ha hecho muy largo

Ya cumplimos condena
Por destruirnos y hacernos daño
Ya perdimos la pena
Las mil cicatrices, los besos robados

Y ahora que te vuelvo a mirar, te vuelvo a mirar
No duele tanto
El camino hacia el perdón
Se nos ha hecho muy largo

Flower of La Mancha

I didn't expect, I didn't expect to find you
Among rubble, gasoline, and diamonds
Because considering the storm
That lost us in the desert of Carboneras
Considering your wickedness
I didn't expect to find you

We broke in very different ways
You in the chest, me right between the legs
But considering the mud
Where we crashed our love and that Seat 600
I see us now walking
And we're not so dead

We've already served our sentence
For destroying ourselves and causing harm
We've already lost the pain
The thousand scars, the stolen kisses

And now that I look at you again, I look at you again
It doesn't hurt so much
The path to forgiveness
Has become long for us

Call me, call me whatever you want
I don't care, your wars don't hurt me
Because considering the coldness
Of this bed in the Flor de la Mancha hotel
Considering your gaze
I prefer to endure you

We've already served our sentence
For destroying ourselves and causing harm
We've already lost the pain
The thousand scars, the stolen kisses

And now that I look at you again, I look at you again
It doesn't hurt so much
The path to forgiveness
Has become long for us

Promise me to drive by my side
Take me far away, where it hasn't happened

That now that I look at you again, I look at you again
It doesn't hurt so much
The path to forgiveness
Has become very long for us

We've already served our sentence
For destroying ourselves and causing harm
We've already lost the pain
The thousand scars, the stolen kisses

And now that I look at you again, I look at you again
It doesn't hurt so much
The path to forgiveness
Has become very long for us

Escrita por: Antonio Garcia / Arde Bogotá