Paroles et traduction La Santa Grifa - No la Recuerdo

No la Recuerdo

No la recuerdo, me dio su número en un papel
Que utilicé para forjar aquel toque en ese motel

Estaba ahorita intentando recordar
Del diez por ciento me acuerdo, salí perdido del bar
En la esquina una mujer, muy bonita y muy sonriente
Me hablo, viéndome directo, me dijo: "mijo pues vente"
Ya una vez anteriormente de reojo la había mirado
Con un vestidito rojo chiquitito, bien pegado

Pregunta: ¿Cómo has andado? Le contesto: "pues al cien"
Me responde: "igual que yo, que casualidad que bien"
¿Viene usted sola o con quién? Ahorita yo traigo nave
Si quiere le doy un ray, aceptó y guardó sus llaves
Vamos a fumar por ahí, traigo aquí una de Bud light
Si falta pues las compramos con tal de ponernos high
Tu di pa′ donde nos vamos
Si quieres nos encerramos
Te adelantas y te sigo
Esa noche las caguamas y el churro fueron testigos
(Es el Windows)
(Otra vez, otra más)

No la recuerdo, me dio su número en un papel
Que utilicé para forjar aquel toque en ese motel

Traía un vestido, de esos color negro apretadito
De cara bonita y aceptó salir conmigo
Le dije: "pa' donde vamos" y me respondió: "no sé"
Le dije: "ya ando bien ebrio, vámonos para el motel"
Pues a huevo, claro que se fue conmigo
Me dijo: "te daré besos, pero somos amigos"
Le dije: "pues está bien, no hay pedo pasame tu cel"
Metió las manos a mi bolsa y me saco un papel
Le dije: "es una zig zag, pero igual puedes escribirle
Apuntame tu número para poder seguirle

Pero que chula te ves, sigo sin poder creer
Mientras te estaba quitando tu tanguita y tu brasier
Me decías: "eres tan perfecto para mí
Además que estás bien guapo veo que te gusta la Weed"
No sé lo que me pasa, intento recordarla
Creo que es Marta y tiene tatuajes en la espalda

No la recuerdo, me dio su número en un papel
Que utilicé para forjar aquel toque en ese motel

No recuerdo muy bien, era una hermosa mujer
La que se entregaba esa noche, sin amor y con placer
Que belleza de mujer, una mujer encantadora
La que provoco mis ganas y me besaba la boca

Una noche fue encerrados complacidos de pasión
Haciendo cosas indebidas disfrutándolas tú y yo
Que momentos tan dichosos agradables los vividos
Fue difícil cantarte, cuando ando bien prendido
Loco aquí sigo, pego brindis en cantina
Recordando tu silueta, cuando yo te hacia mía
En esos días que anduve vagando yo
Allí nos conocimos te invitaba un cigarrón
Entre copa y copa la cotorreamos y sin medidas
Viviendo nuestras vidas, tú siempre tan atrevida
Una mujer bandida de las que nunca se olvidan
Por ella es la que brindo, por ella botella arriba

No la recuerdo, me dio su número en un papel
Que utilicé para forjar aquel toque en ese motel

I Don't Remember Her

I don't remember her, she gave me her number on a piece of paper
That I used to roll that joint in that motel

I was just trying to remember
I remember about ten percent, I left the bar wasted
On the corner, a woman, very pretty and smiling
She spoke to me, looking directly at me, she said: "Hey boy, come on"
I had already seen her before, out of the corner of my eye
With a little red dress, tight fitting

She asks: "How have you been?" I answer: "Well, a hundred percent"
She replies: "Same as me, what a coincidence, that's good"
Are you alone or with someone? I have a ride right now
If you want, I'll give you a line, she accepted and put away her keys
Let's go smoke somewhere, I have a Bud Light here
If we need more, we'll buy some, as long as we get high
You tell me where we're going
If you want, we can lock ourselves away
You go ahead and I'll follow
That night, the beers and the joint were witnesses
(It's the Windows)
(Again, one more time)

I don't remember her, she gave me her number on a piece of paper
That I used to roll that joint in that motel

She wore a dress, one of those tight black ones
She was pretty and agreed to go out with me
I said: "Where are we going?" and she replied: "I don't know"
I said: "I'm already pretty drunk, let's go to the motel"
Well, of course, she went with me
She told me: "I'll give you kisses, but we're friends"
I said: "Well, that's okay, no problem, give me your phone"
She put her hands in my pocket and took out a piece of paper
I said: "It's a rolling paper, but you can still write on it"
Write down your number so I can follow up

But you look so beautiful, I still can't believe it
While I was taking off your thong and your bra
You were saying to me: "You're so perfect for me
Besides being handsome, I see you like Weed"
I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm trying to remember her
I think her name is Marta and she has tattoos on her back

I don't remember her, she gave me her number on a piece of paper
That I used to roll that joint in that motel

I don't remember very well, she was a beautiful woman
The one who gave herself that night, without love but with pleasure
What a beautiful woman, a charming woman
The one who aroused my desires and kissed my mouth

One night we were locked up, filled with passion
Doing inappropriate things, you and I enjoying them
What happy and pleasant moments we lived
It was difficult to sing to you when I'm really high
Crazy, I'm still here, toasting in the cantina
Remembering your silhouette, when I made you mine
In those days when I was wandering around
That's where we met, I offered you a joint
Between drinks, we chatted and without limits
Living our lives, you always so daring
A bandit woman, one of those you never forget
I toast to her, for her, bottle up

I don't remember her, she gave me her number on a piece of paper
That I used to roll that joint in that motel