Текст и перевод песни Andrés Calamaro - Contigo

Contigo

Yo no quiero un amor civilizado
Con recibos y escena de sofá
Yo no quiero que viajes al pasado
Y vuelvas del mercado
Con ganas de llorar

Yo no quiero vecinas con pucheros
Yo no quiero sembrar ni compartir
Yo no quiero catorce de febrero
Ni cumpleaños feliz

Yo no quiero cargar con tus maletas
Yo no quiero que elijas mi champú
Yo no quiero mudarme de planeta
Cortarme la coleta
Brindar a tu salud

Yo no quiero domingos por la tarde
Yo no quiero columpio en el jardin
Lo que yo quiero, corazón cobarde
Es que mueras por mí

Y morirme contigo si te matas
Y matarme contigo si te mueres
Porque el amor cuando no muere mata
Porque amores que matan nunca mueren

Yo no quiero juntar para mañana
No me pidas llegar a fin de mes
Yo no quiero comerme una manzana
Dos veces por semana
Sin ganas de comer

Yo no quiero calor de invernadero
Yo no quiero besar tu cicatriz
Yo no quiero París con aguacero
Ni Venecia sin ti

No me esperes a las doce en el juzgado
No me digas volvamos a empezar
Yo no quiero ni libre ni ocupado
Ni carne ni pecado
Ni orgullo ni piedad

Yo no quiero saber porqué lo hiciste
Yo no quiero contigo ni sin ti
Lo que yo quiero, muchacha de ojos tristes
Es que mueras por mí

Y morirme contigo si te matas
Y matarme contigo si te mueres
Porque el amor cuando no muere mata
Porque amores que matan nunca mueren
Y morirme contigo si te matas
Y matarme contigo si te mueres
Porque el amor cuando no muere mata
Porque amores que matan nunca mueren

(Y morirme contigo si te matas)
(Y matarme contigo si te mueres)
Porque el amor cuando no muere mata
Porque amores que matan nunca mueren
Y morirme contigo si te matas
Y matarme contigo si te mueres
Porque el amor cuando no muere mata
Porque amores que matan nunca mueren

With You

I don't want a love that's civilized,
With receipts and couch scenes,
I don't want you to travel to the past,
And come back from the market,
Wanting to cry.

I don't want neighbors with pots,
I don't want to plant or share,
I don't want Valentine's Day,
Or a happy birthday.

I don't want to carry your bags,
I don't want you to choose my shampoo,
I don't want to move to another planet,
Cut my ponytail,
Or toast to your health.

I don't want Sundays in the afternoon,
I don't want a swing in the garden,
What I want, my cowardly heart,
Is for you to die for me.

And to die with you if you kill yourself,
And to kill myself with you if you die,
Because love, when it doesn't die, kills,
Because loves that kill never die.

I don't want to save for tomorrow,
Don't ask me to make ends meet,
I don't want to eat an apple,
Twice a week,
Without wanting to eat.

I don't want the warmth of a greenhouse,
I don't want to kiss your scar,
I don't want Paris in the rain,
Or Venice without you.

Don't wait for me at twelve at the courthouse,
Don't tell me to start over,
I don't want to be free or busy,
Neither flesh nor sin,
Neither pride nor pity.

I don't want to know why you did it,
I don't want you with or without me,
What I want, girl with sad eyes,
Is for you to die for me.

And to die with you if you kill yourself,
And to kill myself with you if you die,
Because love, when it doesn't die, kills,
Because loves that kill never die.
And to die with you if you kill yourself,
And to kill myself with you if you die,
Because love, when it doesn't die, kills,
Because loves that kill never die.

(And to die with you if you kill yourself)
(And to kill myself with you if you die)
Because love, when it doesn't die, kills,
Because loves that kill never die.
And to die with you if you kill yourself,
And to kill myself with you if you die,
Because love, when it doesn't die, kills,
Because loves that kill never die.