Paroles et traduction Clara Cava - Te Dejé una Carta

Te Dejé una Carta

Te pregunté
Si ibas a estar
En tu casa a las 3
O alrededor de las 3

Respondiste
Boludeces
Seguidas de un yo qué sé
Ni idea, mañana veré, ni te contesté

Al otro día igual pasé
A esa misma hora que te dije
No estabas, me puse triste
No quise insistirte, la mente en frío para poder resistirme.

Quería hablar con vos
Darte un beso. Tu piel con mi piel,
Concretar el adiós. Que sepas que mi amor
No tiene control cuando se trata de vos

Okay
Toqué timbre, entré a tu casa
Como si fuera la mía. Con la excusa vaga,
De que me había dejado unas zapatillas
Me fui para arriba sin saber bien qué carajo hacía

Tenía que hacer tiempo
Me acosté en tu cama, mirando el techo
Y qué rara tu cama sin vos
Se inundó mi cuerpo con tu olor

Y ahora, ay ay ay cómo hago?
Ay ay ay cómo hago?
Para explicarte de nuevo
Para explicarte de nuevo

Ay ay ay cómo hago?
Ay ay ay cómo hago?
Para soltarte de nuevo
Para soltarte de nuevo

Revisé tus cosas buscando
Una hoja de papel
Mucho que quería decirte, na nuevo de hecho,
Lo mismo de siempre, ya tas harto de escucharme

Pero con otra perspectiva tal vez
Más liviana la que te da un poco crecer
Ya que no estabas y aunque prefería hablar con vos
Cara a cara

Con una lapicera naranja que tenías en el cajón
Te escribí una carta y esa carta era una canción
Cortita de amor, dos carillas
Con mi letra imposible cursiva

Sabía que entenderías
Con un mensaje me sorprenderías
Aunque cuesta ablandar, te ablandarías
Y en el fondo cambiaría,

La canción decía:
Ay ay ay te quiero
Ay ay ay te quiero
Como te quiero te acepto
Como te quiero te acepto

También decía que
Ay ay ay me quiero
Ay ay ay me quiero
Como me quiero te suelto
Ahora me quiero y te suelto.

I Left You a Letter

I asked you
If you were going to be
At your place at 3,
Or around 3,

You answered
Nonsense
Followed by what do I know,
No idea, I will see tomorrow, and I didn't even answer you,

The next day, I went anyway
At the same time that I told you
You weren't there, I became sad
I didn't want to insist, a cool mind to be able to resist.

I wanted to talk to you
Give you a kiss, your skin with my skin,
Concrete the goodbye, so that you know that my love
Has no control when it comes to you

Okay
I rang the doorbell and entered your house
As if it were my own, with a vague excuse,
That I had left some shoes
I went upstairs without knowing what the hell I was doing

I had to make time
I lay down on your bed, looking at the ceiling
How strange your bed is without you
My body was flooded with your smell.

And now, oh oh oh, what do I do?
Oh oh oh, what do I do?
To explain it to you again,
To explain it to you again,

Oh oh oh, what do I do?
Oh oh oh, what do I do?
To let you go again,
To let you go again.

I looked through your things looking for
A piece of paper
Much I wanted to tell you, nothing new in fact,
The same as always, you are tired of hearing me.

But with another perspective, perhaps
Lighter, the one that gives you a little bit of growing up
Since you weren't there, and although I preferred to talk to you,
Face to face,

With an orange pen that you had in the drawer
I wrote you a letter, and that letter was a song.
A short love song, two pages long,
With my impossible cursive handwriting.

I knew you would understand,
With a message, you would surprise me,
Although it's hard to soften you, you would soften up
And deep down, you would change.

The song said:
Oh oh oh, I love you,
Oh oh oh, I love you.
As I love you, I accept you
As I love you, I accept you,

It also said that,
Oh oh oh, I love myself,
Oh oh oh, I love myself.
As I love myself, I let you go,
Now I love myself and I let you go.