El Tiempo Cura (part. Adan Golden Ganga)
Déjame a solas, aunque, odie las despedidas
El tiempo cura todo pero cobra con la vida
Unos pierden por amor por el humo, la bebida
Sírveme otras dos, sal y limón en la herida
Es otra excusa pa' sentir que vibro de nuevo
Aunque me aíslo nunca fui de prisas o peros
Si tu caricia asfixia nunca fue sincero
No niego que sea una delicia, oler tu pelo
Bueno, al borde de ese precipicio
La cuerda floja de tus ojos y tus acertijos
Yo solo un bobo de ojos rojos que predijo
Que la música era todo se lo contaré a mis hijos
Digo, toda una vereda por delante
Desde aquel martes 13, ya son 13 años de darle
A veces mágico, a veces titubeante
A veces la cabeza llena otras sin nada que contarte
Sabes? Yo me la vivo a mi manera
Siempre pensé quizás por ti me detuviera
Aquel mal de amores una crisis pasajeras
Hoy nada nos libra como en música ligera
No vine a vender humo, no vine a vender sobras
Que vida la mía, que me fía y me lo cobra
Veneno de serpiente no confíes ni en tu sombra
Pase de adorarte a solo sentir que me estorbas
Se ve que te quise por mis cicatrices
Si nunca lo viste pues te lo perdiste
Te quise dar amor del bueno
Pero amor propio debes encontrar primero
Yo no quiero detenerte, solo quiero decirte que
Nada podrá complacerte, si no logras verte
Así que vete, mejor ya vete
Time Heals (feat. Adan Golden Ganga)
Leave me alone, even though I hate goodbyes
Time heals everything but charges with life
Some lose for love, for smoke, for drink
Serve me two more, salt and lemon on the wound
It's another excuse to feel that I vibrate again
Although I isolate myself, I was never in a hurry or with buts
If your caress suffocates, it was never sincere
I don't deny that it's a delight, to smell your hair
Well, on the edge of that precipice
The tightrope of your eyes and your riddles
Just a fool with red eyes who predicted
That music was everything, I'll tell my children
I say, a whole path ahead
Since that Tuesday 13, it's been 13 years of giving
Sometimes magical, sometimes hesitant
Sometimes my head full, other times with nothing to tell you
You know? I live it my way
I always thought maybe I'd stop for you
That lovesickness, a passing crisis
Today nothing saves us like in light music
I didn't come to sell smoke, I didn't come to sell leftovers
What a life mine, that trusts me and charges me for it
Snake venom, don't trust even your shadow
I went from adoring you to just feeling you bother me
It's clear that I loved you through my scars
If you never saw it, then you missed out
I wanted to give you good love
But self-love you must find first
I don't want to stop you, I just want to tell you
Nothing will please you, if you can't see yourself
So go, just go