Mientras No Cueste Trabajo
Yo nunca quise perderte
Tan solo quise inventarte
Ponerte dos ojos verdes y en mi pecho tatuarte
De la paseada paloma que me lleva hasta tu calle
Que me limpie las arterias de tu veneno en mi sangre
Que lo mejor de mi pasado
Si, sea lo peor de tu futuro
Que a mi la vida me a pagado
Con pocos besos y el pan duro
Ya no vivo en la maleza
Ya no duermo en las esquinas
He dejao atras la merca
Pues tu amor es mi heroina
Y he aparcao las papelas con los papeles del paro
Pues por ti hago lo que sea mientras no cueste trabajo
Yo nunca quise venderte
Tan solo quise anunciarte
Morenita de ojos tristes
50 kilos de arte
De la paseada paloma que me lleva hasta tu calle
Que me limpie las arterias de tu veneno en mi sangre
Que lo mejor de mi pasado
Si, sea lo peor de tu futuro
Que a mi la vida me ha pagado
Con pocos besos y el pan duro
Ya no vivo en la maleza
Ya no duermo en las esquinas
He dejao atras la merca
Pues tu amor es mi heroina
Y he aparcao las papelas con los papeles del paro
Pues por ti hago lo que sea mientras no cueste trabajo
Yo no canto a los amores imposibles
Que me da jaqueca
Le canto a la portera y un buen plato de lentejas y es que yo
Me doy la vuelta al mundo por un beso y eso que estoy cojo por tu amor
Yo ya le di 1000 vocaos a una manzana
Mi vida es pagana y yo
Lo que quiero es comerte y enterito el corazon
Es que yo no entiendo de reproches ni agonias mías
La patentes de tu olor yo no canto a los amores imposibles
Que me da jaqueca
Le canto a la portera y un buen plato de lentejas y es que yo
Me doy la vuelta al mundo por un beso y eso que estoy cojo por tu amor
As Long as It Doesn't Cost Work
I never wanted to lose you
I just wanted to invent you
Put two green eyes on you and tattoo you on my chest
From the walked dove that takes me to your street
To clean my arteries from your poison in my blood
That the best of my past
Yes, be the worst of your future
That life has paid me
With few kisses and stale bread
I no longer live in the undergrowth
I no longer sleep on the corners
I've left behind the drugs
Because your love is my heroin
And I've parked the papers with the unemployment papers
Because for you I'll do whatever as long as it doesn't cost work
I never wanted to sell you
I just wanted to advertise you
Dark-eyed girl
50 kilos of art
From the walked dove that takes me to your street
To clean my arteries from your poison in my blood
That the best of my past
Yes, be the worst of your future
That life has paid me
With few kisses and stale bread
I no longer live in the undergrowth
I no longer sleep on the corners
I've left behind the drugs
Because your love is my heroin
And I've parked the papers with the unemployment papers
Because for you I'll do whatever as long as it doesn't cost work
I don't sing about impossible loves
That give me a headache
I sing about the doorwoman and a good plate of lentils and it's because I
I travel around the world for a kiss and that I'm lame for your love
I already took 1000 bites out of an apple
My life is pagan and I
All I want is to eat you and your whole heart
I don't understand reproaches or my own agonies
The patents of your scent I don't sing about impossible loves
That give me a headache
I sing about the doorwoman and a good plate of lentils and it's because I
I travel around the world for a kiss and that I'm lame for your love