Revoltosa
Entre quererte o perderte
Lancé una moneda
Que me salió rana
Nunca he tenido fortuna
Y toda mi suerte
Ha sido una desgracia
Yo viví mal de amores
De todos los colores
Hasta que mi cuore
Dejó de latir
A fuego lento
Me pongo contento
Diazepam y vino
Qué maravilla de prospecto
Que hay una medicina
Que me ha hecho olvidar lo nuestro
Agua y sal pa' las heridas
Que pensé que cerrarían
Al marcharse el huracán
A fuego lento revoltosas
Van naciendo mariposas
Al marcharse el huracán
Qué más da lo que diga a
Qué más da lo que piense e
Si el vinagre todo lo cura
Hasta la amargura
De noches oscuras
Que vivo sin ti
A fuego lento
Me pongo contento
Diazepam y vino
Qué maravilla de prospecto
Hay una medicina
Que me hecho olvidar lo nuestro
Agua y sal pa las heridas
Que pensé que cerrarían
Al marcharse el huracán
A fuego lento revoltosas
Van naciendo mariposas
Al marcharse el huracán
Vámonos al parque
A mirar la Luna
Y a matar estrellas
Para estar a oscuras
Ya no tengo nada
Nos metemos casi
Nos metemos mano
Carne a la brasa
Y después del fuego
Llega la resaca
Y me vuelve el miedo
Y todos los fantasmas
Si no estoy contigo
Grito de frío
Vente conmigo, conmigo
Conmigo, conmigo
Rebellious
Between wanting you or losing you
I flipped a coin
And it came up tails
I've never had good luck
And all my fortune
Has been a disaster
I've lived poorly in love
In every shade
Until my heart
Stopped beating
Slowly but surely
I start to feel good
Diazepam and wine
What a wonderful prospect
There's a medicine
That made me forget about us
Water and salt for the wounds
That I thought would heal
When the hurricane passed
Slowly but surely, rebellious
Butterflies are being born
When the hurricane passes
What does it matter what they say
What does it matter what they think
If vinegar cures everything
Even the bitterness
Of dark nights
That I live without you
Slowly but surely
I start to feel good
Diazepam and wine
What a wonderful prospect
There's a medicine
That made me forget about us
Water and salt for the wounds
That I thought would heal
When the hurricane passed
Slowly but surely, rebellious
Butterflies are being born
When the hurricane passes
Let's go to the park
To look at the moon
And to kill stars
To be in the dark
I have nothing left
We get close
We get hands-on
Meat on the grill
And after the fire
Comes the hangover
And the fear comes back
And all the ghosts
If I'm not with you
I scream from the cold
Come with me, with me
With me, with me