Chelsea Hotel
I remember you well
In the Chelsea Hotel
You were talking so brave and so sweet
Giving me head on the unmade bed
While the limousines wait in the street
Those were the reasons
And that was New York
We were running for the money and the flesh
And that was called love for the workers in song
Probably still is for those of them left
Ah but you got away, didn't you babe?
You just turned your back on the crowd
You got away
I never once heard you say
I need you, I don't need you
I need you, I don't need you
And all of that jiving around
I remember you well
In the Chelsea Hotel
You were famous, your heart was a legend
You told me again you preferred handsome men
But for me you would make an exception
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
You fixed yourself
You said: Well never mind
We are ugly but we have the music
And then you got away, didn't you babe?
You just turned your back on the crowd
You got away
I never once heard you say
I need you, I don't need you
I need you, I don't need you
And all of that jiving around
I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best
I can't keep track of each fallen robin
I remember you well
In the Chelsea Hotel
That's all
I don't even think of you that often
Hotel Chelsea
Te recuerdo bien
En el Hotel Chelsea
Hablabas tan valiente y tan dulce
Dándome placer en la cama deshecha
Mientras las limusinas esperan en la calle
Esas eran las razones
Y eso era Nueva York
Corríamos por el dinero y la carne
Y eso se llamaba amor para los trabajadores en la canción
Probablemente aún lo sea para los que quedan
Ah, pero te escapaste, ¿no, cariño?
Simplemente le diste la espalda a la multitud
Te escapaste
Nunca te escuché decir
Te necesito, no te necesito
Te necesito, no te necesito
Y todo ese juego de palabras
Te recuerdo bien
En el Hotel Chelsea
Eras famosa, tu corazón era una leyenda
Me dijiste de nuevo que preferías a los hombres guapos
Pero por mí harías una excepción
Y apretando tu puño por los como nosotros
Que somos oprimidos por los cánones de belleza
Te arreglaste
Dijiste: Bueno, no importa
Somos feos, pero tenemos la música
Y luego te escapaste, ¿no, cariño?
Simplemente le diste la espalda a la multitud
Te escapaste
Nunca te escuché decir
Te necesito, no te necesito
Te necesito, no te necesito
Y todo ese juego de palabras
No quiero sugerir que te amé más que a nadie
No puedo llevar la cuenta de cada petirrojo caído
Te recuerdo bien
En el Hotel Chelsea
Eso es todo
Ni siquiera pienso en ti tan a menudo
Escrita por: Leonard Cohen