Текст и перевод песни Bely Basarte - Me Miento Mal

Me Miento Mal

Un dos, un dos tres y
Fuiste lo que más quería
Mi aperitivo favorito en toda la cocina
Y mi mejor sábana
Para contar domingos dando vueltas en la cama
Sí, fuiste lo que más quería
Pero me quiero arrepentir
Fuiste madrugadas que no cambiaría por nada
Fuiste mío y yo tan tuya que ya no sé quien me falta
Pero no me van a decir
Que lo nuestro no era vivir
No, no me, no me van a decir
Que el tiempo que pasé contigo es tiempo que perdí
Tardé diez días y quinientas noches
En dejar de pensar en ti
Hay aromas que hacen de puerta
De esa habitación que prometí nunca volver a abrir
Tardé diez días y quinientas noches
Pero mírame sigo aquí
Y al decirme "no eras para tanto" vuelvo a recordar
Lo mal que se me da mentir
Ah ah ah, dara da darda dao
Fuiste lo que mas quería
Mi piedra favorita para anclarme a la rutina
Y mi eterna página
Por ti renunciaría al viernes todas las semanas
Y fuiste lo que más quería
Y ahora me quiero arrepentir
Fuiste moralejas de una fábula de viejas
Con lecciones que no aprendo porque tú les das la vuelta
Pero no me van a decir
Que lo nuestro no era vivir
No, no me, no me van a decir
Que el tiempo que pasé contigo es tiempo que perdí
Tardé diez días y quinientas noches
En dejar de pensar en ti
Hay aromas que hacen de puerta
De esa habitación que prometí nunca volver a abrir
Tardé diez días y quinientas noches
Pero mírame sigo aquí
Y al decirme "no eras para tanto" vuelvo a recordar
Lo mal que se me da mentir
Darada, papa parapampam
Fuiste todo y te fuiste dejando abierta la puerta
Y es cierto que te fuiste, pero el cómo aquí se queda
Fuimos todo y más
Y es cierto que te quise pero cansa el que me duela
Tardé diez días y quinientas noches
En dejar de pensarte
Hay aromas que hacen de puerta
De esa habitación que prometí nunca volver a abrir
Tardé diez días y quinientas noches
Ni Sabina lo sufrió así
Y al decirme "no eras para tanto" vuelvo a recordar
Lo mal que se me da mentir
Ah ah ah, dara da darda dao
Si todo este tiempo este has sido tú
¿Entonces quién he sido y quién soy yo?

I'm Lying to Myself

One two, one two three and
You were what I wanted most
My favorite appetizer in the whole kitchen
And my best sheet
For counting Sundays rolling around in bed
Yes, you were what I wanted most
But I want to regret it
You were dawns that I wouldn't trade for anything
You were mine and I was so yours that I no longer know who I'm missing
But they're not going to tell me
That our love wasn't living
No, they're not going to tell me
That the time I spent with you is time I wasted
It took me ten days and five hundred nights
To stop thinking about you
There are scents that act as a door
To that room that I promised never to open again
It took me ten days and five hundred nights
But look at me, I'm still here
And when I tell myself "you weren't that great" I remember again
How bad I am at lying
Ah ah ah, dara da darda dao
You were what I wanted most
My favorite stone to anchor myself to the routine
And my eternal page
For you I would give up Friday every week
And you were what I wanted most
And now I want to regret it
You were the morals of an old wives' fable
With lessons I don't learn because you turn them around
But they're not going to tell me
That our love wasn't living
No, they're not going to tell me
That the time I spent with you is time I wasted
It took me ten days and five hundred nights
To stop thinking about you
There are scents that act as a door
To that room that I promised never to open again
It took me ten days and five hundred nights
But look at me, I'm still here
And when I tell myself "you weren't that great" I remember again
How bad I am at lying
Darada, papa parapampam
You were everything and you left, leaving the door open
And it's true that you left, but the how stays here
We were everything and more
And it's true that I loved you but it's tiring that it hurts me
It took me ten days and five hundred nights
To stop thinking about you
There are scents that act as a door
To that room that I promised never to open again
It took me ten days and five hundred nights
Not even Sabina suffered like this
And when I tell myself "you weren't that great" I remember again
How bad I am at lying
Ah ah ah, dara da darda dao
If all this time you've been him
Then who have I been and who am I?