De Niña Aquellos Juegos Te Importaban Poco

From Girlhood Those Games Meant Little to You

De Niña Aquellos Juegos Te Importaban Poco

From girlhood those games meant little to you,De niña aquellos juegos te importaban poco,
As if talking to the sea was for crazies,Como si hablarle al mar fuera de locos,
And laughing in the sun was fatal.Y reírse en el sol fuera fatal.

Later, when your quiet restlessness made you goDespués, cuando tu quieta inquietud te hizo pasar
From a gray day to a dark cheerful sky,De un día gris a un cielo alegre oscuro,
Where you could move like a wall.Donde pudieras moverte como un muro.

You realize that there's nothing to loveTe das cuenta que no hay nada que amar
And that it's awful to have to giveY que es terrible ese tener que dar
And to expect from a very rotten fruitY que esperar de una fruta bien podrida
And its similar leavesY sus hojas similares
That envelop you, that lose youQue te envuelven, que te pierden
In the sad path of mudEn el triste camino de fango
That you have made today,Que tú has hecho hoy,
That you dirty from your feet to your foreheadQue tú ensucias de tus pies hasta tu frente
White, black, dead.Blanca, negra, muerta.