Paroles et traduction Rulo y la Contrabanda - M

M

M quiere ganar mil causas perdidas
Aunque la más perdida le habló de mí
No sabe lo que es el miedo
Consigue todos sus sueños
Nunca ha sentido vértigo a vivir

M no acepta flores recién cortadas
Las prefiere vivas en el jardín
Si siente que le acorralan
Se escapa de madrugada
Y salta siempre al vacío a lo Thelma y Louise
Y salta siempre al vacío pero sin mí

Mejor locura a su lado que cordura sin ella
Mis dedos se acostumbraron
A enredar su melena
Busco las cajas negras
Una pista en plena niebla
Pretender retenerla implicaba perderla

Aunque nuestro Titanic se hundió en la orilla
Y siga de resaca mi corazón
El tiempo ha sido testigo
Que fue mi mejor abrigo
Hasta que vino el viento y se la llevó
Hasta que vino ella y me dijo adiós

Mejor locura a su lado que cordura sin ella
Mis dedos se acostumbraron
A enredar su melena
Busco las cajas negras
Una pista en plena niebla
Pretender retenerla implicaba perderla

Yo quería buenas noches
Ella quiso noches buenas
Ya no tengo sus abrazos
Ahora abrazo a una botella

Yo quería buenas noches
Ella quiso noches buenas
Ya no tengo sus abrazos
Ahora abrazo a una botella

Cuando no puedo dormir
Salgo fuera a ver estrellas
Entre antenas y tejados
Otra vez pensando en ella

Mejor locura a su lado que cordura sin ella
Mis dedos se acostumbraron
A enredar su melena
Busco las cajas negras
Una pista en plena niebla
Pretender retenerla implicaba perderla

Implicaba perderla

M

M wants to win a thousand lost causes
Although the most lost one told her about me
She doesn't know what fear is
She achieves all her dreams
She has never felt vertigo to live

M doesn't accept freshly cut flowers
She prefers them alive in the garden
If she feels cornered
She escapes at dawn
And she always jumps into the void like Thelma and Louise
And she always jumps into the void but without me

Better madness by her side than sanity without her
My fingers got used to
Tangling her hair
I look for the black boxes
A clue in the middle of the fog
Pretending to hold on to her meant losing her

Although our Titanic sank on the shore
And my heart is still hungover
Time has been a witness
That she was my best coat
Until the wind came and took her away
Until she came and said goodbye to me

Better madness by her side than sanity without her
My fingers got used to
Tangling her hair
I look for the black boxes
A clue in the middle of the fog
Pretending to hold on to her meant losing her

I wanted good nights
She wanted Christmas Eves
I no longer have her hugs
Now I hug a bottle

I wanted good nights
She wanted Christmas Eves
I no longer have her hugs
Now I hug a bottle

When I can't sleep
I go outside to look at the stars
Among antennas and roofs
Thinking about her again

Better madness by her side than sanity without her
My fingers got used to
Tangling her hair
I look for the black boxes
A clue in the middle of the fog
Pretending to hold on to her meant losing her

Meant losing her