Paroles et traduction Los Tipitos - Yo no tengo novia

Yo no tengo novia

Las parejas se toman por la cintura y bailan aún otro vals
Giran sobre un lago helado el domingo en la Viena imperial
Se miran a los ojos azules y entran de lleno en la gloria
Y yo, yo no tengo novia.

Van perdidos bajo la lluvia por algún rincón de París
Con botas de goma amarilla y un enorme paraguas gris
Si se mojan están contentos, si sale el sol cantan victoria
Y yo, yo no tengo novia.

Yo, yo no tengo novia, no
Ay, ay, ay, ay ya no sé que hacer
Yo no tengo novia
Qué extrañas son las cosas del querer.

Ella abre un ojo y estira la mano palpando a ver si está él
él se despierta y la abraza muy fuerte sintiéndose Gardel
Antes de amarse recorren sus cuerpos usando sólo la memoria
Y yo, yo no tengo novia.

Van descubriendo la casa encontrando nuevas posturas de amor
Una mesa es mejor que una silla, en la lámpara sube el calor
Apenas recobrado el aliento se trenza el motor de la euforia
Y yo, yo no tengo novia.

Yo, yo no tengo novia, no
Ay, ay, ay, ay ya no sé que hacer
Yo no tengo novia
Qué extrañas son las cosas del querer.

Una casa de troncos arriba de un árbol en África Occidental
Jane le prepara un jugo de frutas variadas a Tarzán
La mona Chita salta en su rama y come bananas y hace parodias
Y yo no tengo novia.

Wendy avanza sobre una tabla que desemboca en el mar
Abajo la esperan las fauces hambrientas que la quieren devorar
Peter Pan se enfrenta al pirata y la rescata y se montan su historia
Y yo, yo no tengo novia.

Yo, yo no tengo novia, no
Ay, ay, ay, ay ya no sé que hacer
Yo no tengo novia
Qué extrañas son las cosas del querer.

Yo, yo no tengo novia, no
Ay, ay, ay, ay ya no sé que hacer
Yo no tengo novia
Qué extrañas son las cosas del querer.
Qué extrañas son las cosas del querer...

I Don't Have a Girlfriend

Couples take each other by the waist and dance yet another waltz
They spin on a frozen lake on Sunday in imperial Vienna
They look into each other's blue eyes and enter the full glory
And I, I don't have a girlfriend.

They are lost in the rain in some corner of Paris
With yellow rubber boots and a huge gray umbrella
If they get wet they are happy, if the sun comes out they sing victory
And I, I don't have a girlfriend.

I, I don't have a girlfriend, no
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I don't know what to do anymore
I don't have a girlfriend
How strange are the things of love.

She opens one eye and stretches out her hand feeling to see if he is there
He wakes up and hugs her very tightly feeling like Gardel
Before making love they go over their bodies using only their memory
And I, I don't have a girlfriend.

They discover the house finding new positions of love
A table is better than a chair, the heat rises in the lamp
As soon as they catch their breath, the engine of euphoria starts up
And I, I don't have a girlfriend.

I, I don't have a girlfriend, no
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I don't know what to do anymore
I don't have a girlfriend
How strange are the things of love.

A log house up a tree in West Africa
Jane makes Tarzan a juice of various fruits
The monkey Chita jumps on its branch and eats bananas and does parodies
And I don't have a girlfriend.

Wendy advances on a plank that leads into the sea
Below her wait the hungry jaws that want to devour her
Peter Pan confronts the pirate and rescues her and they mount their story
And I, I don't have a girlfriend.

I, I don't have a girlfriend, no
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I don't know what to do anymore
I don't have a girlfriend
How strange are the things of love.

I, I don't have a girlfriend, no
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I don't know what to do anymore
I don't have a girlfriend
How strange are the things of love.
How strange are the things of love...