Fantasmas
Que mi corazón nunca quise abrir
¿Cómo dices eso?, hasta llave te di
Que nunca di una flor de mi jardín
Ok, está bien, lo que te deje dormir
No hay lugar, ya llenó está, lo habitan fantasmas
Y tú eres una más, la especial
Más no es suficiente
Y tú seguramente ya comenzaste a buscar la llave
Que perdiste hace tiempo atrás
La cual me prometiste no perder jamás
Ni con un buen mapa, ni con un compás
Lograste evitar quedarte detrás
No hay lugar, ya lleno está, lo habitan fantasmas
Ya lo chequé, no hay ni en el sofá
Siempre estuve presente
Pero tú de repente decidiste ya cambiar la estación
Todas las fantasmas que ves por acá
A algunas sí las quise, pero a algo tras más
Su hobby es por las noches mi sueño embrujar
Ya son suficientes, ya no ocupo más
No hay lugar, ya lleno está, lo habitan fantasmas
Lo deberías tomar muy personal
Te hice una escultura para honrar tu figura
Te comportaste como dinamita, ah ah
Ghosts
That my heart I never wanted to open
How do you say that?, I even gave you the key
That I never gave a flower from my garden
Ok, it's fine, what I let you sleep
There's no room, it's already full, it's inhabited by ghosts
And you are one more, the special one
More is not enough
And you surely have already started looking for the key
That you lost a long time ago
Which you promised me never to lose
Not with a good map, not with a compass
You managed to avoid staying behind
There's no room, it's already full, it's inhabited by ghosts
I checked, there's not even on the couch
I was always present
But suddenly you decided to change the station
All the ghosts you see around here
I loved some of them, but something else behind
Their hobby is to haunt my dreams at night
They are enough, I don't need more
There's no room, it's already full, it's inhabited by ghosts
You should take it very personally
I made you a sculpture to honor your figure
You acted like dynamite, ah ah
Escrita por: Jose Madero Vizcaino