Humanos
No entiendo nada de los humanos
Conducta de enamorados y luego nos matamos
Y la verdad es que no podré aguantar más sin esa sinceridad
Que esos ojos pardos me lanzaron
Lo que creamos ayer era una cosa de los dos
Que no sabíamos cuidar
Que yo no quiero que veas que mi mente se ha perdido más
Y lo que quiero que digas son las cosas que nunca dijiste ayer
Que te abras y que me dejes verte bien
Droga en tamaño real, eres mi Prada infernal
Porque tiene que ser un estaría bien y no un estará
Tratas de condicionar mi parte sentimental
Que se va rompiendo trocito a trozo y no se volverá a pegar
Este cuento comenzaba por las manos
Que tú me tocas, te toco y joder la que montamos
No pidas más de lo que este cuerpo te pueda llegar a dar
Y sé lo que quieres, pero no dártelo al cien
Y lo que quiero que digas son las cosas que nunca dijiste ayer
Que me quieras y que te sepas abrir bien
Droga en tamaño real, eres mi Prada infernal
Porque tiene que ser uno, estaría bien y uno no estará
Tratas de condicionar mi parte sentimental
Que se va rompiendo trocito a trozo y no se volverá a pegar
Y no se volverá a pegar
Y no se volverá a pegar
Y no se volverá a pegar
No nos pegaremos más
Tú a tu lado y a mi déjame volar
Humans
I don't understand anything about humans
Behavior of lovers and then we kill each other
And the truth is that I won't be able to endure more without that sincerity
That those hazel eyes threw at me
What we created yesterday was a thing for both of us
That we didn't know how to take care of
That I don't want you to see that my mind has lost more
And what I want you to say are the things you never said yesterday
That you open up and let me see you well
Drug in real size, you're my infernal Prada
Because it has to be a 'it would be fine' and not a 'it will be'
You try to condition my emotional part
That is breaking bit by bit and won't stick back together
This story began with the hands
That you touch me, I touch you and damn the mess we make
Don't ask for more than what this body can give you
And I know what you want, but not to give it to you fully
And what I want you to say are the things you never said yesterday
That you love me and that you know how to open up well
Drug in real size, you're my infernal Prada
Because it has to be one, it would be fine and one won't be
You try to condition my emotional part
That is breaking bit by bit and won't stick back together
And won't stick back together
And won't stick back together
And won't stick back together
We won't stick together anymore
You on your side and let me fly