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Amor ciego

The Church

Loveblind

Have I told you 'bout the case of the man who had no face?
(I'm sure I have)
His wife suspected something, that's why she brought me in
We arranged to meet one night at a bar called Aphrodite's
(On Second Street)
But when I looked into her eyes I very quickly realized
The danger
The price was right, a deal was struck
I don't think that she gave it a thought

It was plain to see
That the lady was loveblind
It was clear to see
It was clear that she was loveblind

Out into the foggy night, into the city's blurry light
(I drove alone)
I wondered then what kind of place would make a man lose face
I pieced together clue by clue just what a faceless man would do
(It wasn't hard)
Who would he love, where would he go, places faceless men would know
(On Second Street)
I was close, I was near, but that woman just wouldn't hear

Next morning came as mornings do, I had a shave it was close too
(A close shave)
In the mirror in my space, there was a man without a face
I rang my client and I banged on her door
I told her it was me that we was looking for

Amor ciego

¿Te he contado sobre el caso del hombre sin rostro?
(Estoy seguro de que sí)
Su esposa sospechaba algo, por eso me contrató
Quedamos en encontrarnos una noche en un bar llamado Afrodita
(En la Segunda Calle)
Pero cuando miré a sus ojos, rápidamente me di cuenta
Del peligro
El precio era justo, se cerró el trato
No creo que ella lo haya pensado

Era evidente
Que la dama estaba cegada por el amor
Era claro ver
Era claro que ella estaba cegada por el amor

Salí a la noche brumosa, a la luz borrosa de la ciudad
(Conduje solo)
Me preguntaba qué tipo de lugar haría a un hombre perder el rostro
Reuní pista tras pista sobre lo que haría un hombre sin rostro
(No fue difícil)
A quién amaría, a dónde iría, lugares que los hombres sin rostro conocerían
(En la Segunda Calle)
Estaba cerca, estaba cerca, pero esa mujer simplemente no quería escuchar

Llegó la mañana como todas las mañanas, me afeité muy cerca
(Un afeitado al ras)
En el espejo en mi espacio, había un hombre sin rostro
Llamé a mi cliente y golpeé su puerta
Le dije que era yo a quien estábamos buscando

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