Lyrics and translation Pimpinela - Objeto Sexual

Objeto Sexual

L Una palabra trajo la otra,
Esto algún día tenía que pasar,
Yo no pedía, no consentía,
Ser en su vida una cosa más,
Si me deseaba, él me buscaba,
Y al otro día de mí se olvidaba,
No soporto, no permito ser un objeto sexual...
J Yo te comprendo, pero lamento
Que no te pueda ofrecer nada más,
Esto lo hablamos, ya lo aclaramos,
Tú en tu sitio y yo en mi lugar,
Pero volaste, te equivocaste,
Y no soy culpable de lo que soñaste,
Es inútil, no me pidas lo que no te puedo dar...
L Eres una máquina, un trozo de hierro
Con arma de acero y corazón mecánico, estúpida máquina,
Que sólo fabrica ilusiones de lata,
Y amores de plástico...
Eres una máquina, un frío motor
Que funciona a mentiras y no tiene límite, estúpida máquina,
Quisiera romper tu control infernal,
Poder destruirte...
L Esto se acaba, no queda nada,
Yo de mi parte ya no quiero más,
Cuando pensaba que eras un hombre,
Fuiste un payaso que quiso jugar...
J Y tú qué creíste, qué imaginaste,
Qué fantasía es la que te inventaste?
Si te marchas o te quedas juro que a mí me da igual...
L Eres una máquina, un trozo de hierro
Con arma de acero y corazón mecánico, estúpida máquina,
Que sólo fabrica ilusiones de lata,
Y amores de plástico...
Eres una máquina, un frío motor
Que funciona a mentiras y no tiene límite, estúpida máquina,
Quisiera romper tu control infernal,
Poder destruirte...

Sexual Object

W One word led to another,
This had to happen someday,
I didn't ask for it, I didn't consent,
To be just another thing in your life,
If you wanted me, you would come after me,
And the next day you would forget about me,
I can't stand it, I won't allow myself to be a sexual object...
M I understand you, but I'm sorry,
I can't offer you anything more,
We talked about this, we made it clear,
You in your place and me in mine,
But you got your hopes up, you made a mistake,
And I'm not to blame for what you dreamed,
It's no use, don't ask me for something I can't give you...
W You're a machine, a piece of iron
With a steel weapon and a mechanical heart, stupid machine,
That only manufactures illusions of tin,
And plastic loves...
You're a machine, a cold engine
That runs on lies and has no limits, stupid machine,
I want to break your infernal control,
To be able to destroy you...
W This is over, there's nothing left,
As for me, I don't want any more,
When I thought you were a man,
You were a clown who wanted to play...
M And what did you think, what did you imagine?
What fantasy did you make up?
If you leave or stay, I swear I don't care...
W You're a machine, a piece of iron
With a steel weapon and a mechanical heart, stupid machine,
That only manufactures illusions of tin,
And plastic loves...
You're a machine, a cold engine
That runs on lies and has no limits, stupid machine,
I want to break your infernal control,
To be able to destroy you...