Amapolita Blues
El sol entraba por el parabrisas del coche
Tú conducías con mi mano en la rodilla
Y te veías tan bien toda cubierta en tatuajes
Con las amapolas de fondo adornando el paisaje
Prensamos las hojas dentro de un libro
Era el de Litvinova, a veces aún lo busco
¿Recuerdas que nunca me lo devolviste?
Yo me quitaba la ropa como si quitara la pena
Tú me agarrabas diciendo
¿Ves que últimamente solo eres sombra y rencor?
En la puerta del parking dijiste:
Aunque me quieres, no me deseas
No volvimos a vernos
Era invierno y el frío truncaba el motor de mi coche
Sentado miraba mi aliento y entonces lo vi claramente
Tal vez no me importa lo suficiente
Poppy Blues
The Sun came through the windshield of the car
You were driving, with my hand on your knee
And you looked so good all covered in tattoos
With poppies in the background adorning the landscape
We press the pages into a book
It was Litvinova's, sometimes I still look for it
Do you remember you never gave it back to me?
I took off my clothes as if It were my grief
You grabbed me saying
Do you see that lately you are just shadow and resentment?
At the parking lot door you said
Although you love me, you don't desire me
We never saw each other again
It was winter and the cold was truncating my car's engine
Sitting I looked at my breath and then I saw it clearly
Maybe I don't care enough