Текст и перевод песни Bronko Yotte feat. Franz Mesko - Del mantel

Del mantel

Carpetas de documentos, me pierden, poseen
Si quieren celeste, mejor no parpadeen
Solo si me creen que hay otras dimensiones
Mientras en tu escritorio, archivos por millones
Suele tener sentido
Luego de ir bajando en páginas de la web hasta quedarme dormido
Solamente pido al cielo fé
Solamente pido que nada cambie y aquí me quede
El que puede puede, y el que no espera
Y fue lo que hice por declararse hasta que no se pudiera
Que fuera pasión, o mi labor, que esto y aquello
Contra mis libros de contabilidad me estrello
Bello, este proceso hecho consciente
Que no mide con cuestionarios ni coeficientes
De una distancia prudente no puede verse
Como la arena de los juegos de la plaza caerse

Deja poner el lado del mantel, que esté limpio limpiooo
Déjame ver que el lado del mantel, esté limpio limpiooo

Todo lo que anhelaba era ver tu cara
La calidez de tu forma de querer, que el ayer se acabara
Cuando nuestro llanto era como de teatro
En la época en que andábamos al tres y al cuatro
Buscarte al lado en ocasiones no era llegar y hacerla
Que me sonrieras era arrojar a los cerdos perlas
Sin embargo, sabís hacerla
Que usaba el anzuelo, para sacarme del mar y llevarme directo al suelo
Después desmantelo tu plan igual que Otelo
Y como no suelo hacerlo al final, me desvelo
Le subo el pelo al luto que sufro por tu olvido
Tengo aprendido el tema del perro arrepentido
Ahora ves que otro sonido no logro reproducir
Aunque me importa ser querido igual que el devenir
Pero si digo que te admiro, no es un decir
Estar contigo hoy día de nuevo es fruto de insistir

Deja poner el lado del mantel, que esté limpio limpiooo
Déjame ver que el lado del mantel, esté limpio limpiooo
Deja poner el lado del mantel, que esté limpio limpiooo
Déjame ver que el lado del mantel, esté nítido nítidooo

From the Tablecloth

Document folders, they confound me, own me
If you want the sky, better not blink
Only if you believe me that there are other dimensions
While on your desktop, files by the millions
It usually makes sense
After going down web pages until I fall asleep
All I ask of heaven is faith
I just ask that nothing changes and I stay here
The one who can can, and the one who can't waits
And that's what I did for declaring myself until it was no longer possible
That it was a passion, or my work, that this and that
I crash into my accounting books
Beautiful, this process made conscious
Which doesn't measure with questionnaires or coefficients
From a prudent distance it can't be seen
Like the sand of playground games falling

Let me put the side of the tablecloth, so that it's nice and clean
Let me see that the side of the tablecloth, is nice and clean

All I yearned for was to see your face
The warmth of your way of loving, that yesterday would end
When our weeping was like something from the theater
In the days when we were all over the place
Looking for you sometimes wasn't a matter of showing up and doing it
For you to smile at me was to cast pearls before swine
Nevertheless, you know how to do it
That you used the hook to pull me out of the sea and take me straight to the ground
Then I dismantle your plan just like Othello
And since I don't usually do it, in the end, I stay awake
I pull up the fur of the mourning that I suffer for your forgetfulness
I have mastered the subject of the repentant dog
Now you see that I can't reproduce another sound
Although I care about being loved as much as the future
But if I say that I admire you, it's not just a figure of speech
Being with you today again is the fruit of insistence

Let me put the side of the tablecloth, so that it's nice and clean
Let me see that the side of the tablecloth, is nice and clean
Let me put the side of the tablecloth, so that it's nice and clean
Let me see that the side of the tablecloth, is shiny shiny